Daruma Doll
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One day in my play
I fall down
Started crying
By lying down
Grandma was sitting nearby
Come to me suddenly
Threw a doll to the lawn
Surprisingly it rise by its own
She told me about its speciality
Rising by its own was its quality
She told me to adapt the habit
Of this unique doll
Standing again to struggle
After great fall
Now, she is no more
But is her advice
To be like 'Daruma Doll'
Is my choice

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