We are all
Born perfectly
But society beckons
It woeful and calamity
Some part is full of Merriness
Some part is full of Sadness
Say, some part is full of riches
Say, some part is full of poverty
The society
Differentiate us
And individualize us
We fall to dust
Society just ruin us.
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