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Aarna Mishra Poem
Run, run, run till you reach,
In this world there is a goal for each.
Having a robotic life,
Seems like to us someone has kept a knife.
Same work, same need,
Because of it many are in greed.
New adventure, new thing,
Everyone should try to open their wings.
Run, run, run till you reach,
In this world there is a goal for each.
Copyright © Aarna Mishra | Year Posted 2023
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