You wanted a puppet, strung to your thread,Obedient hands, nodding head—But I am a player, I choose my stage,I script my lines, I break the cage. You sought a deal, a cold transaction,But I burn with a different passion.You wanted profit, power,
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When roads twist away from your well-drawn maps,And your sails tear in fortune’s traps,When plans fall silent, like songs unsung,And your name is drowned where it once was rung— Hold together your scattered strings,For strength is born from broken things.When money sneers
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Just because you’re old,Don’t expect your newborn to run—Wisdom takes time,And life unfolds under its own sun. Just because you’ve got wealth,Don’t think you can buy every heart—Some things like trust and truthAren’t sold in any mart. Just because you followed Vasthu,Don’t
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