You’re not the wheels, that drives under someone’s heels,
You’re not the sheep,that runs in afraid of beep,
You’re what you might don’t know,
Their is more than what you show,
Specs under your eye making you week,
Remove them and look within your deep,
Pealout the anger,live for your soul,
Or else you will slave of your own,
Now you are all alone,their is you and your clone,
Clone needs reply but the probe is unknown,
Since its not the end,
Atleast your breath is in your hand….!!!!
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