At one stage of life
The purpose of life was
To seek happiness with you
But destiny had other plans
And it left me high and dry
In the midway without you.
So with a heavy heart
I bade good bye to happiness
And the aim of life became
To be more productive
And make a difference
On my solitary path in life.
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