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Once upon a time ,there lived a girl near by,
Knowingly unknowingly people left to be her side by..
Often tried to find why does she sigh,
She found the reason why gets high..
Is this what people call life ?
All her dreams were crashed into emptiness,
When she came to find out the reason of uneasiness..
Life came with full of surprises,
And with that introduced the way of her graveness..
Is this what people call life?
The world couldn’t see the darkness in her eyes,
As long as she wondered why are the blue skies..
People pass by with the thought she’s so happening,
But none could see the scar in her smile that kept her mourning..
Is this what people call life ?
