The waves of the ocean hits the shore Not once but times more; The sky showers rain The Earth stands the pain; Blow of wind withered the leaves That formed heaves; Juice of a flower sucked by a bee Wanders free; Infant though bites his/her mom's nipple She still allows the infant to giggle; Roses that maid loves Are finally crushed under hooves; When the sun is about to rise The moon lacks the praise; But these were
never And will be ever ; Few can never and ever be pardoned And even not can be eternally asked for.
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