The days have passed, nights are gone,
I'm still in love with a stone,
The seasons changed, the clay too came,
I still hold it with no moan,
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this poem shows the story of every one like how people like to play in safe way even though they would feel nothing at all and not want to get hurt even they would feel everything..... though every one must have put this in front of people in lot of way but i thing you are the who did great job of it loved it................
thank you so much payal... :)