|| Know no more about me,
I, me and myself, in all;
Than the perturbations of thoughts and feels,
That, everyday, rise and fall.||
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Tuesday, 16 October 2012
The Life of a Soldier
When I stand, I fight,
When I sit, I quit;
When I lie, I die,
That is the story of me,
A soldier in a bogus army;
An army that, to live, destroys,
A soldier whose only goal is life,
And more life of sorrows and joys.
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