Yesterdays' brothers are Today's bitter enemies Simply because of the lack of The mind's sound and wisdom too... The whole land is greatly downed... Everything shuts down Including our pretty hopes... We don't know if that near future Will bring happiness or sadness anytime... We have got scattered Anywhere and everywhere and Without any hope to look for good things Through it... We are all suffering from everything Around us anytime... We are wholly surrounded by Bad intentions from all sides and From all directions fully... Our whole land is greatly divided into Small portions that don't bring optimism To all of us, but pessimism anytime... Everything becomes useless including Our pretty will too... We don't know if tomorrow's pretty sun Will bring happiness or sadness To all of us or not... ______________________________________________________________________
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