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Left in the wilderness of this world Wandering aimlessly about with no help forthcoming Striving day by day to hit his success Just like a honeycomber with A smiling white teeth to the honeycombs Is bitten by the bees of this world Search for the success is he unrelenting |
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Next time he goes with a disorted face, Without flashing of teeth Gradually he gets near the honeycombs That denote success.But the Human bees that have slothfully sat Are triggered to perch,looking for The honeycombs they haven't laboured for The honeycomber with the honeycomb is Pestered by the human bees of this world. |
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