Dawn or dusk
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You, me, we all are sad sometimes…. As we are happy at times too, We carry our own memories silently Each secretly holding on to Our small joys and pains… We are floating seeds of cotton, Flying with the winds of destiny; Sometimes falling happily on earth, Sometimes washed away with despair, As we laugh and cry…. This is a yin-yang, honey An eternal setting rising Through the spells of which We will hold hands, love, and cry And also say good-bye…. It looks much the same Whether its dawn or dusk Whether you cry or smile You, we, all are in one journey Now sad , now happy….
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