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Sunday, June 30, 2019

My four lines #20


The pointlessness of the ramble in your head,
Misses the point in a dark messy zone,
When it frets, "what's the point?", and you know,
The point of life is nothing but to honour your gift of life.

Posted by Srimathi Sridharan at 12:46 PM
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