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A tryst with self
Ages ago, God got bored.
He may have wanted some thrill,
And he created what we call human beings today.
Centuries went by and God realised
He'd spoiled his creation with excessive liberty.
And to me it seems that the world we live in today,
May be the most spoilt edition of us.
The biggest gift God could give us-
-While he created the world; was conscience.
And that's...
Sunday 5th December 2021 1:10 pm
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