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| Laying our own Road |
Even the Taj shall remain invisible,
If at night holding a torch is unviable,
Every day marks a vibrant beginning,
Nothing is new without an undertaking,
We have danced on many thirty firsts,
Resolving nimble mind and body that sprints,
Alas! All the excuses hardly shall budge,
Mirrors alone display depths of our pledge,
The apathetic clock is relentless in ticks,
Shielded from all our entreaties and tricks,
Parking and procrastination – both at owner’s risk,
None can know the flow left in the river – Be brisk!
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