Life is a game of dices then,
All you can do is to roll it out on to the board
And wait to see ... what might come up
Like your morrows, …………….......……. life
Yet remains a mystery .......
All you can do is to roll it out on to the board
And wait to see ... what might come up
Like your morrows, …………….......……. life
Yet remains a mystery .......
(Partial of the poem)
© Tale of the Evenings
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