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Whenever it haunts you, everything in past
Always remember nothing ever lasts
Good or bad times are always bound to end
The crooked roads have their way to mend
Whenever stuck in cobwebs
Know that even a fierce tide slowly ebbs
If ever stuck in a puddle
Enjoy the childish moment there
Life's too short for regrets
Life's too short for frets
Enjoy the wonderful place you are now
It has a rare cosmic beauty
Poetry
India
