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Life’s Botheration

All moments of life gradually pass,
Be either golden or gloomy,
With the passage of time.

Everyone here botheration surpass,
Be however a king, a beggar,
A friend or an enemy,
A mean or a man sublime.

A sailor blames a water force,
For his vessel being drowned,
Not himself for his ignorance of course,
Of the holes in the bottom around.


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