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birthday........Today is my birthday, I wonder on the birth of an illusion I wonder how it happened, I cannot believe sometimes for a second, How things appear and disappear, How seasons come and go, Sometime it makes me think, How is going this whole scenario? What is the truth behind things? What is that truth which is really pure? Sometime I feel like that, I will never be able to be ever sure. Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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