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I had set the night for fun till dawn
Everywhere seem to be under heaven
A soul amidst of thousands his in a world apart.

A world which i tried to fathom
I was on the verge of tears
A lad with a bright future.

For hours I made him my mirror
A point at which he stood to dance
Howbeit he was placed under restriction.

Apparently he  suffers mental disorder
When others are seen to be laughing,
Solely he sat with a regretable look.

I could only feel sorry for his poor soul
The picture of that night
My forever nightmare.

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