lyf...
all hopes diter away,
and u r left with 1 threo,
bittering u in esoteric way,
atrocizing ur imbue.
there seems 2 be 1 road,
going awide to n fro,
a beautiful personality cms by ur side,
waving vex n foe.
then sunshine blooms up,
looming bellweather in u,
stones seems 2 asunder,
aplomb engender wid hue...!! :):)

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