Life is multi-coloured,
And it is there
With multi-coloured vision.
Enjoy life, my son,
Worry not at any situation.
Everything and everyone
Would pass on their
own accord but you stay
At every situation fixed
In your dream and
Without any violation
To any rule and regulation.
My son, remember, to move
You have so many directions.
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