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Apr 2017
Suffused the immortal soul with questions
Analytical mind asking too much,  heart is without suggestions

Days are wiggling, life is bouncing with dropping hope
Will i be known,  will get fame, all answers are slipping from *****

Where to engage,  where to work hard ,these arduous question eat my heart
Have plenty of wishes, plenty dreams but far too short life, thinking in this world will i be a amazing part?

Like a scrutator, finding way to get out of dark room suffused with questions unanswered
Like a day dreamer lost in wishes, all alone, searching hard but the heart not even whispered
Ekta Jain
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