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Timidity a Curse

Remote area where there is no screen Timidity rules alone trying to save skin. Of all evils in the creation under discipline Timidity – a curse – is like a Saccharin. Sugary as tweet, booming as a violin Wicked as a fox, ill-mannered as Bedouin; Timidity sneaks secretly physique within And remains there undisturbed and akin. When obligatory duty or slog is seen Sharpens us, whet us till found Lenin. This makes us skinny, lanky and thin. Living timid for me is no than a sin. Hence precaution must be taken, O Kin! Timidity, a severe knight, should not reign Over us from beginning to let out jinn.

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