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Economic crises are too many in the country of plenty.
Love and hate walk together in the country of yore.
Citadels bow down in serenity in the country of culture.
Bending back is difficult on a backwards bending supply curve.
Rates of growth often defy the polynomial theories.

Somewhere else …..

Greens of corn grow undisturbed in the golden sowed fields,
Love burns the lanterns of satisfaction in the unheard of villages of interior India.
Its glow fuels the deepest quest for village successes…………………………….

I board a fly of desire in the cleanest California, where not a leaf is out of place and not a fig is out of turn, I board a helicopter of fake success and fly low in the hideous city of Mecca Medina.

I never believe in the god who gives nothing but a foolish life to all humans and then enjoys their struggles from his cloud side abode.

Fluffy and rocklike his demeanor is nothing but shanty…..

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JS said…
Wrote it in your dreams or during a journey. I bet during a journey!

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