It's a narrow street,
I can't reach my destination with it,
So I avoid it
And take the wide street.
After a while heinous obstruction comes with its evil stature,
It obstructs my way forever
And I can't proceed further,
Narrow street laughs at me from the remote corner.
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Narrow street laughs at me from the remote corner. indirect reflection of inner minds desire for a tighter one AAAAAA RRRRRRRRRR