Origin Of Finitude

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In the realm of your untainted charm,
Lies beneath a heart so warm,

The felicity sprinkled on your lips,
Summons the time to cease as it slips,

You condems him to finitude of life,
Enables him to seek what's intangible to the sight,
Albeit his persona pertains to be unripe,
You harness from within the shrapnels of delight...

©rishabh singh

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