In trouble
Where are to go,
I am here,
And now
Not able to know,
My mother is no more.
No,
I amnot here
To abide by
Every rule.
Everywhere
I see fake people,
How do you
Look at me
That I not know.
Neither I am low,
Not slow.
But I glow,
See and follow.
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