Always i did wait with a baited breath....
for some star to cross my earth.....
through i always used to sit up late.....
to hear the jingle of my fate...
that passed and is passing...
but my eyes still finding....
a thing that would really reel...
and put my fortune on a wheel..
every cloud has a silver lining...
it is all that keeps me going..
nothing new grates in may ears...
definitely an end it will put to my fears......
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