Play, Play, Play.
With the different emotions.
A big fat laugh is visible.
I see that it just turns you on.
Lest, all the revelations,
will bring faith in you.
A rose is born.
You can start a religion,
You can make three hundred inventions.
You can bring a revolution.
But remember, the days,
when you were born.
Smiles were blossoming,
You were the sun.
Reasons are not always answered.
Some things are better left,
To fly with the dust.
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