The world was born on one lazy Sunday afternoon..!!!
I haveth no qualms nor heavy aspirations you see..
No complaints about the dying mongrels..
Neither a cringe cos I say or see the pathetic..
Like the brush that swept the canvas..
In mysterious yet adept strokes of color and opposite..
The write and right.. The myth and mirth..
The shadow and light.. The sound and pause..
It all happened one Lazy Sunday afternoon my friend..
We are all but the creator's sense of Humor and amusement.. :)
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