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May 2017
Think...
Till now how the life was,
What we have had in our life
Fake dreams,
false promises,
All in a same word.                                                
           "compromise"
we don't get what we think
But we get a sub,
There we start compromising.
We have a dream
But parents dream compromises us.
We select our way
But the way others tell compromises us
We select our interest
But "we don't get"  compromises us.
Everytime,
We plan something ,
But a new plan compromises us.
If we leave "compromises" to compromise
Us every time,
Then we may lose our originality
Be original
Think induvidually
Speak out...
                             Karthik balaji
Written by
Karthik balaji  Chennai
(Chennai)   
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