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We have lost The life of true.

Life has lost

The taste for truth,

We have lost

The life of true.

Every journey is a glimpse,

Every heart we cross is a glimpse

We tend to forget yet hang from the branches

True are ………..

Tears from heart

One that we can never stop

Or hope to start.

Wish u all the happiness

That spreads to your new life.

Be happy growing old

Life  does  not

Start  with  first  breath,

Not  with  first  love,

But  with  first  loss.

And why would Someone

Wish for a loss…………….

But  still we lose

Every day we pass

So do u feel

Life………..

Be happy growing old

b’coz That’s Life

Life

Life as a reason

               to what we Preach

Life as a reason

              to what we Learn

Life as a reason

         to what we Sow
And await to........

               See its fruits

Life always forms

          a meaning at end

of every journey.