Hardly few
Can view
Internal soul
With nice call
So many people
Face the trouble
But never complain
And maintain
They argue with same logic
It is fate or luck
You are suffering
Or enjoying
No one gives anything
Without expectation for something
No one keeps relation
Until has some intention
Other sayings may appear sweet
But people hardly greet
Keep frown on face
And feel proud of race
We are all human beings
Meant for something
To lead the life and enjoy
Make others to live happily with joy
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