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Comments about Prateek Raina
There is a little kid, playing with his toys,
the bell rings, a man asks, ma'm would you like to buy?
No, thank you, his mom says, we already have this one,
he looks at her confused, but mom, we didn't have that one
I know, my son, but sometimes you have to say,
things that are not true, to keep people at bay,
He begins to understand, to comprehend why,
he has just experienced his first lie
To lie is easy, for it is a sin,
to face the truth and say it, requires courage within,
Man takes the easy way out, for he is a creature weak,
if he can get...