Time was when life was a dream
life seemed 2 b layered with butter & cream.
Dream was the only world I lived in
Life, in fact, I thought had just begin.
Present was 1 thing I was fully assured
Future appeared 2 be cent per cent insured
Little did I sensed that life, indeed, had just begin.
Dreams started giving way 2 reality
Fate, I realised, was big n mighty.
Life was never a bed of roses, I knew,
Bed of roses it is for far n few.
Realisation dawned n I begin 2 wonder
Among all this what was my blunder....
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