sun is drown, again the
empire of darkness,
reminds to
come
back in own created world, that's
the routine of life, nobody
can escape from that,
some incomplete
dreams, again
life wants
to see,
again you're before me with lot -
of claim, however, there isn't
any jib-door, hence, once
more errancy for you,
again, I've some
glassy toys,
I know,
that's the part of life, again you'll
smile - -
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- SHANTANU SANYAL
