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Apr 12
In the endless night
With a smelly lamp,
With an empty head—
Struggling just to be ahead.

With a speaking ink,
With a tired face,
Struggling hard to win the race.

With an endless page,
With the sparkling hopes,
Struggling still to chase my goals.

With a happy morning,
With my sleepy eyes cry
Struggling to deal with my results saying,
Lol!! nice try.
Written by
Shambhavi  19/F/India
(19/F/India)   
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     rick, Jim, Melancholy of Innocence and Shambhavi
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