A few Times, life hands you to cruel!
You start acting like a dual,
The thought takes always to sides,
Either adverse or in favor,
Now, you go through both sides,
Here, Satan surely drives,
Things do go wrong,
Endurance breaks all the bones,
As you lose your temper,
And call him an accuser,
The fight for the rights begins,
In last, the winner wins,
If you could resist the pain,
From any retort decision, you abstain,
The matter might come to an end.
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