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May 2019
New generation considers the old generation to be a wooden board
Despite this it wants to  treat it as a computer cord

After a few years of chat
each other begins to accept as light
On the slightest sourness, 'light' sparks like 'lightening'
Then like an electric switch, suddenly "blocks" by pressing the" block button"

Gentlemen help with the feeling of philanthropy
The people say them" i will call back" in ten minutes when they need it.
Then the sound of "This number is busy" starts to repeat

Aging is a natural process
Separation of children in connection with work
And even the grandchildren is too
But the loneliness that comes out of it
is known to no one
which kills bit by bit.
Mohan Sardarshahari
Written by
Mohan Sardarshahari  56/M/India
(56/M/India)   
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