How many curves are there
In each life
I don't know.
But I know
We have to pass all the curves with care utmost
And in each curves
Another beckons to overcome.
Long days have been spent
Long way still remaining
And each curves presents
A unique ringing
That my experience and yours also
Like a gypsy-life
I gain gail and sorrow,
But I never think
What awaits me at the peak
I know He is there
And He must do
That suits me also!
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