Praveen Gola Biography

I wanna become to grow,
To stand behind in school prayer row,
But How can I?
As Milk Prices are so high.
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Happiness is a perfect Magic,
where every letter is a logic,
to make others delight,
by an enlightening light.
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He and I,
were gazing a star,
suddenly His imaginations got wings to fly,
like a drunkard got in a beer bar.
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My nerves got tired,
When I Hired,
A quarter for my belly,
Which seems like a jelly.
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In the world of masks, they often play,
A game of shadows, night and day.
With smiles so sweet and words so kind,
Yet hidden truths they keep confined.
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