People are in hurry
And they are the worried lot
For a decent living in this earth
They likes to live in happiness
But circumstances, makes them difficult
Not their fault, everyone's
The clouds will go and sunshine come after
Such a day of happiness they awaits
The clouds change as rains in earth
And a perfect field they will saw the seed
A good event of joy will come they expects.
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