Does It Make Sense Read Count : 4

Category : Poems

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No complacency 
Running to and fro
But never getting anywhere 
So simple but not
Hard enough just to rot
Ever knowing but out of reach
The way you see is a mirror of mud
Cold shot by heated derange
Often there but no where to go

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