Fate 1 - Poem by Ershad Mazumder
A slice of the earth
They took to fry in their bowl
They hear the sound of boiling.
They waited for the whole life
to eat a grilled beef
But found always some solutions
very cold and icy inside the bowl.
That is fate they scored
through out their life.
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