Sorrow
May be world one day
will get rid of sorrow
then there comes the difference
in the life of every mammal
and in that world, smile
is no more praised
though it is unchanged, and
then is how sorrow works.
In its absence lies the
worldly happiness and pleasure.
Its presence holds the unfolded
lessons of life.
An ideal is the one who
can bend its absence
and mend its presence
and its true life.
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