The day we grew up,
the whole mess started
then and now, all screwed up
waves came by, storms darted.
Even the poems have been fluctuating,
inking and painting the words,
the wisdom of the words is fainting!
I asked the universe if this was meant to be,
It looked at me and sang the song of glee.
Ah! when I knew the truth, I glanced back
I laughed at it, it laughed back
and then we laughed together, forever!
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