My laughter
Gajanan Mishra
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It is no more with me,
My laughter.
Stress, everywhere.
Rivalry, every moment.
Irritation and impatience
There here.
I am not at all happy
With the way I live in.
I said, laugh, laugh dear
Go on laughing.
While laughing
Purify yourself.
Your life is sufficient,
Go with your own life.
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