All half-ways can not be trodden
At all when we are crossing towards
Those pretty lands of hopes,
All half-solutions are not accepted
At all when we are trying
To solve any problems,
All half-smiles can not be
Bigger laughs at all,
All half-thoughts are completely read
Without paying attention to their importance,
All halves are not, but when
They all come together,
Added halves complete themselves
When they come united,
Lonely halves are distracted
When they experience life well,
Only good ways work
Without being hand-in-hand
With any halves at all.
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