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Standing in the queue for my turn, seeing others faces, under blazing sun. ok, insanely I am still human, As, stupid habits for everyone, its given. One path leading to another, Everytime it felt more and more better. Day arrived, change of plan, Execution ground was somewhat different. Ohh, its same, just a new work game, trying to slip away from one, to have little fun. jealousy, betrayal, denial, For me everything was real. Unforeseen circumstances, world is cruel. A place like home to make stay, To live better life, needed to pay. On arrival, met cutie, At first scared than, it was my duty. Always clinging onto me to play, solid, shiny, chewable things, it always wanted to take. One day something went wrong; it was forever gone. Days kept on passing but, moment of memories, still keeps on chasing. Careful, this time took route to home, A day journey; not somewhere in Rome. Surplus amount of work to do, Everyday, trying to fit into new shoes. Reluctant to give up although, it was trouble. unaware of reasons, why so much of hustle? I always thought, don't be a porcelain doll, Ahh, at last I did fall.

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