I remembered a beautiful incident that time
In my fertile realm,
I began to write it
With great joy and delight,
But soon I forgot the wonderful event altogether,
So I could not depict it,
It was strange and unusual for me,
Being sad and dejected,
I remained silent for a while,
Then I remembered another glorious incident,
This time I succeeded to write it in my diary
With flying colours,
It was brilliant indeed,
Still I was unhappy,
As I had failed previously.
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