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</>Entrenched I was like a hermit crab
Away from every one, away from glamour.
No desire I had fame and publicity to grab
A recluse I was and in solitude a dreamer.
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There are certain choices in life. Very often stable mind does not look in to scattered desires to have publicity or glamorous fame. It is batter late than never. Realizing self is very fine definitely. Wise and interesting sharing...10
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8/6/2025 3:22:54 AM # 1.0.0
Yes! Like a hermit crab. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.