Whims and Fancies
When one side is to bless;
The other will have to curse;
While one part is to love;
The other will opt to hate;
When one will have to feed;
The other has to plead;
Two different natures
Beat within; indulge and
She chooses both;
According to her
Whims and fancies
Life moves like that….
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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http://www.williamsji.com
http://www.williamsgeorge.com
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