An odd game
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When I say simply ‘rose’

You say you’re afraid of its thorns

When I say some thing about sea

You utter the science of cyclones and tsunami

When I beautifully describe about nature

You talk of untimely deaths of people irrespective of their age

When I talk about sky’s brightness with moonlit night

You talk of unusual thunderstorms and lightning strokes



When I speak of enjoyment during spring times

You assert the difficulties you experienced during leafless autumn

When can our sweet dreams be fulfilled my dear!

When we are unnecessarily being caught on odd terrains


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