Everything, here,
See illusory
And temporary.
And hence, attach
Not with anything.
Nothing is in order,
No balance sheet
Prepared so far
By any near and dear
Or by any officer.
All plans are
Big failures.
But brothers, wait
For the next chapter.
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All plans are Big failures. But brothers, wait For the next chapter. Will wait for the amazing Chapter. thanx for the poem