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Odyssey of time

Taking the odyssey of 60steps
Again reach back to the same point
Point of where it had started its journey
No sense of awareness on itself
And not a living with “in” and “out”
But living by advanced progress of science
Taking the tour on its orbit of minute
Watching all the status of livings
Guiding the leader with strict scheme
Awakening the latest pig in human habit
By the sound of it agreement on flaming fire
“Sonata” the golden coloured I do have
On the left waist of my poor undressed hands
Guiding then and routine of my entire odysseys
Taking me to the better world of my bitterness
With the epitome of best principles on my life
“Follow the time not the watch of own eyes”


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