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Like a rolling stone,
that gathers no moss
I heard the tone..
gone with a toss!!
The tune rang in my ears
For past many years..
I meant it,I need it
I want it..!!
Aah..said my brain
I was drenched in the rain..!!
Under the fig tree
I stood free..
Open like a book,
Depicted and anticipated..
With all my broken hooks..
I try and try
And finally I cry.
Crying in pain
But all was in vain..!!
-amrita
-A moron's dilemma
(written and sketched by `Amtrips`)
