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An Oblivious Soul
An Oblivious Soul
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Counting time with every passing hour, every passing minutes as well as every passing second,
Wonder! Her time is fleeing without any rest.
Unable to recognise the things that
Should be reckoned,
As her life is not so manifest.
Sun rises,
She woke up with an eagerness,
Sleep with distress,
When the Sun sets.
Still counting her time,
That is fleeing without any rest.
