MY DESTINY

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MY DESTINY

My destiny was kept nicely rolled
On a five feet long Papyrus scroll
Opened to have a peep at it
Found already getting tattered in bits
Maybe a signal to me was sent
To search it out and read the content
Why then it appeared this time today
What can I say , I have nothing to say
I clicked in parts the entire length
In pics maintained its failing strength
Saved it before destiny could depart
Before it could fully fall apart.
 
Sunita Grover Raina
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