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Devastated in the way and sat down,
God walked together,
Backward in the plane, then the weight of the carrier was ascending,
Impatient, and killed by inspiration.
I see that I have to cross a difficult path,
If I want to move forward, then tell me, whom should I go away?
Is it just that, just sit down and make up the methods?
Don't get attached to the horse, some grow, some grow,
The sage is eager to turn his shoulders, again and again,
The king slapped his feet and shook his feet.
A sage felt that the seven sages woke up in great distress.
About the Creator
Priyabrataa Ganguly
Professional writer, foodie, love poems



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