Pranab k c
31/07/2014
never I admit
any rivalry
with any
blunt stupid
the less talent bluffer
deliberate misleads
people beside
to make them ass
I simply fly
with my own wings
old or torn its feathers
no shame I do agree
at the same time
nothing to be matched with
the gaming zone
always hypothetic
know very well
someone clicks
someone cracks
beside the line
never never and never
I the alone
no other run beside me
no runner could compete
my passion...
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