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The Hollow Circle
There's nothing but the circumference drawn
Human beings in a hollow circle are born
There is no end to things-
Even death is not destructive; hope of a new life- it brings.
The endless journey, YOU as your own Master
Everything depends on YOU- whether you prosper or face disaster!
Your life will be regarded as nothing except the way you lived
You will realize one day what you should have believed.
You can never know how large the circle is, if you do not know it's center
Remember the colours, palette and the blank sheet is always loved by a painter
Life is good even when its in the mode of grayscale
Only if you have someone in your hollow circle to support you when you turn pale.
Human beings in a hollow circle are born
There is no end to things-
Even death is not destructive; hope of a new life- it brings.
The endless journey, YOU as your own Master
Everything depends on YOU- whether you prosper or face disaster!
Your life will be regarded as nothing except the way you lived
You will realize one day what you should have believed.
You can never know how large the circle is, if you do not know it's center
Remember the colours, palette and the blank sheet is always loved by a painter
Life is good even when its in the mode of grayscale
Only if you have someone in your hollow circle to support you when you turn pale.
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