'Are you capable of yourself? '
This is the question
That lingers in the vast arena,
Somebody says to himself,
'Yes, '
Somebody mutters,
'No, '
But in between 'yes' and 'no'.....
I listen the tranquil footsteps
Of an invisible shadow,
The footsteps are extremely crucial,
These are absolutely devoid of
Pride and prejudice,
The calm footsteps create a new and dynamic chapter.
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