yes we failed, tried our best. every scheme, every tect . but still we failed, from a long battle with time and mind. to sing a song, to do a ding – dong. but we failed. the night was dark, there was enough spark. the breeze was so cool, we wished to do a rock.
One night I was lost,In the city, not bad.I looked up on strange people,They seem to be glad. I was alone,But not sad.Stars were my friends,With Moon, on chat. Moving on my way,There was nothing to say.Cool breeze was blowing,Taking my soul away. I wish to stay in city,But no place was for me.In a
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