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Aug 2015
Endless world
Inside my mind
Countless words
I can produce

I mean no harm
But I do sometimes
When I do the other
Then I'm called the wrong

I'm told this world
Is my playground
I way myself so neat
Yet I play to cheat
'Everything is fair,
In love and war'
The words I share
On running air
No love and no war
So I play unfair

Infinite connections
No real affections
I'm the businessman
In this busy world
MrJaM
Written by
MrJaM  Pune
(Pune)   
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