What game or a test is it?
In a cage between mirrors,
Fallen Curtains of worries
And hopes hung inside us;
And a road of unsatisfying destiny.
Everyone robed to a time bond
How shall we call it as life?
Shirked to such great extent
At the end, but we can't see,
So we know not of life anything
But Try, look what you can't see
You need no light,
For a blind world too exist!
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