Magic pot- life,
And we are all
In it dear.
We are all here
With no recurring time.
We dream
But we have nothing
To put question.
Great our journey,
And we are not
In the mood of
Forgiving.
No comma,
No fullstop
And we are revolving.
So long as we are here,
Time is here.
Time- to fill up
The gaps,
Gaps of love,
And love is here
To fill up life,
And the life is
Searching the truth
Within.
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