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Dec 2020
“Ohh! See that lap of my initiator where
I slumbered for the first time in my life, how cozy it was.
Ohh! There’s that person who turned up to be a cradle for me.
Then time slipped away but I was left behind!
Left behind with everything I can think of!

It was like being kept behind because of a spell of murkiness.
Every single thing kept flowing off my fist,
Whether my initiator or my cradle, everybody was kept behind.

It was because of the conduit I had chosen,
The path leading to a fleeting happiness,
The path rolling back to end with despair and misery.

Now I am numb both eternally and physically,
Now I am realizing my fault in choosing the conduit,
But can’t roll back my life so to those harmonious days,
Full of contentment and joy.”

So this was the tale of my life,
As I told you the humankind,
may you choose the right path at that moment of life.
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