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Success Index

The secret evident through my success-index
Where hardwork actions, misfortunes perplex.

And here exists all my trait
As unblurred unstained a mirror.
In love, I am, I deal straight,
Not ever anywhere in terror.

For, I know, I’ll not become great,
Developing in you, an inferiority complex.
I swear, I never discriminate
On caste, colour complexion and sex.

Nectar

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