Roundabout End
The season within the hourglass,
Circling the undesireable-
Seeking high and going to the low,
Finding the unfounded.
Taste of sweetness to the lips,
Belly finds pleasure of sourness.
Old saying of truth,
"Walk with misery for a long spell-
And it returns just that,
Placing a charm of good company."
After all this in one's life,
Roundabout end-
Doing the three eighty journey,
Following the same footprints,
The yesteryears had left behind.
What is there to show in all this,
Nowhere person in the sands of time-
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