Small town with a great past,
Ruled by many kings,
ships of olden age,
Left it's shore
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Aren't you mine mine only, since I can't stand
Another one in your dreams and life,
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Duration is the time spent by fate in gyration,
To manifest itself how fate has no mate match.
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The shade was alomost circular,
The sun couldnt penetrate
The thick green leaves,
Of the huge banyan tree,
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In the turmoil called life,
When you have so much love
For me told and untold,
Will you be with me all the way,
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It felt like a black sheep,
Wept for the color it had,
Yet sheened its feathers,
Cute was its appearance,
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Is there a day without birth,
Possibly there can be a day,
Without remebering mother,
Yet she is always there,
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The life of ours with colors
Wishes aspirations offers
Us with many things,
The things we may attain or not,
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Whenever in the open, the sky colors change stops us a long time,
Making us stare how it changes its hues, like the life changes its colors.
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Man-dition, the cobditon of man is so inprectble, yet cyclic,
Almost all things hapeen to everybody during their life.
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