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Man.

Mere puppet in God's hand
It's whole life is planned

Always a part of rat race
Its chase ends in disgrace

It leads a worthless life
Always engaged in a petty strife

Love is one futile attempt
Which eventually breeds contempt

Born to suffer and cry
Death is always lurking nearby.!
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