Are you here at this table?
It should not be at all dear as you're of no limb.See a little in straight line---
It's a table stitching plan after plan to tackle tiger, not making map to trap....
Dear, Don't mind,
I'm your friend, philosopher and guide....
And telling you few syllables...
It would be better to leave the table instead.
And after this too, are you saying in loud,
' Why not at table in spite of being a member of this table?
Why not my words can't be placed on table and get granted! '?
I know it's quite natural...your demand, your right.
But my child, have you erased you've no limbs?
Come child, come near my conscious tongue
And listen to what I say in whisper......
Unquote words need a strong spine and you've not..... because you..fragile, not formed
So, you should.....
Yes, you should cap a cap on your tongue and do bracket your soul.
Dear, don't forget, you've no limb, no spine.
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