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All in a day’s work…

Feelings trying to find expressions,

impressions into feelings in formation.

We are always on the move,

there’s nothing gone,nothing one can forever remove.


Mingle and chat around, somehow it lessens the pressure,

one can only do one can, nothing altogether alter.

There’s always something on the table,

one at a time clear and for the day keep myself able.


Give your best and forget the rest,

rest in its best does takes care of all at your behest.

one moment,one thing and anything one at a time,

that’s the way how one can remove the day’s worst grime.

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Very nice Krishna Ji

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