Zigzag
This road is not straight,
it is not curved too.
Then what is it?
It's zigzag.
I am a weary traveler without a road map.
I am traversing through it to complete the allotted journey.
I am overcoming turns after turns,
but which turn will turn my event?
I am asking this to the zigzag.
it is not curved too.
Then what is it?
It's zigzag.
I am a weary traveler without a road map.
I am traversing through it to complete the allotted journey.
I am overcoming turns after turns,
but which turn will turn my event?
I am asking this to the zigzag.
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