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The Creator

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  Walking on the shaggy path after every trial Always try to meet you in order to beguile My destiny my fate with all my hate Plunge into misery to reach your gate To seek the truth with my injured feet Take all pains to find this hidden seed Wander after you to follow your marks Saunter, stroll, and linger like big larks O the King of all fears and mystery Come along with all Your history Give us peace and comfort we need That snatched away by our dire deed We are the sinners and sufferers of this age Find ourselves in the rough and rotten cage Dirt, decay, doom and death Find no way to seek a fresh breath
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The Dig

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  He kept on digging while the sun shone over his lean figure and wind caught the whiff of his perspiration. The storm was getting closer, but he did not stop for once, considering the natural obstructions extraneous. He found the treasure of “love” but threw it away and kept digging. A strange figure approached and said, “You must be human, looking for peace”. “How do you know that?” asked the digger surprisingly. The creature replied with a smug, “All the fools looking for peace are humans, though peace is inside them, but they spend their life searching in the abyss.
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