I have few days,
I have some nights.
My pocket has limited chocolates.
My bag Doesn't have enough pockets!
My life moves in constricted strides.
My Friends come in and go out amidst congested flights.
I have just one life to live.
I have merely one death to die.
I walk because I have to cross same steps
again and again, over and again...
day and night, night and day...
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