Some words are dying,
Some other are trying to survive.
Some words are coming to the picture
Through lateral entry.
Some other are making trouble
Shaking off the shackles.
Some words are expressing their love,
Some other are going towards enmity without any cause.
I am here with some words
And I know they are not mine,
Yet I am using them
To fulfill my desire.
I am trying to maintain
Equanimity in the field of action.
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