Strength of the bird is in the sky
Most road do not have warning signs
As the raindrops fall from the sky
So does it evaporates too
No man has been completely through
Capacity of wise and fools
One thing I have learnt about life
Is that, it has all manners of knives
It uses to cut all classes of life
To an equilibrium, of birth and death
Even in terms of dues and rents
Everyone has to pay for breath.
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