Who says
There is a pleasure
In victories only
We get delight
In defeats
In thinking
In talks
In shifting
Responsibilities
Even we enjoy
Being an unjustified victim
We love to pretend
To be an Innocent
Though we are frequently not
Yet we get
Satisfaction
Out of reality
Out of logic
To keep our heart
functioning well
as if we are
a bonded labour
a contractor signed to serve it
for life time
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