Let's Be Strangers Again
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    Capricious

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    If you hold on to me in your mind,
    I will tell you
    How capriciously I collide!
    Filling the loopholes with soul's essence,
    Each day I survive,
    Fighting with my very own non-sense.
    Every morn there's a fight in heart and brain.
    I do cure at times,
    Do not know when I fall sick again .
    An ant I see seems doing better.
    What! I sound absurd?
    Trust me! If my feelings could utter!
    Life's been uncertain with its value.
    Only if they knew!
    There she animates a mortal statue!
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