I will skip the formal way of writing.
tomorrow is a working day for us
I will be another chap in crowds
lost some where
least awakened to reality
as the winds of change
ask every day and night
but probably the eternal relevance
remains intact
at heart
soul too
brain is spoil t guy
and my heart
its the poor chap with me
me and me
where to find
and why
I ask too much of mine
as the winds change
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