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कर्म अपना फल स्वयं देता है,
अच्छे या बुरे का भेद नहीं करता।

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The hour hand crawls, a weary pace, Anticipation fills the empty space,
Still, silence holds its slow embrace.

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Some poems are like soft rain at night,
They touch your heart without a fight.

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Matters of worth, often unseen,
Only a tool, in hands it is keen.
Needs it can meet, or desires ignite,
Every coin holds a story, day and night.
Yearns it for purpose, or simply takes flight.

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Life's Unfolding Path
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Sundays With Dad
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Sunday mornings, soft and slow,
Dad's warm hand, a gentle glow.
Stories told, and laughter free,
Just simple moments, him and me.

No hurried rush, no busy chase,
Just quiet joy in this safe space.
A special day, a cherished art,
Forever etched within my heart.

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Her Captivating Charm
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Her eyes hold a captivating gleam,
Like a softly whispered, beautiful dream.
A gentle spirit, shining bright,
Illuminating all with her light.
Her presence brings a calming grace,
A captivating smile on her face.
With every glance, a charming art,
She holds a truly beautiful heart.

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Overcoming challenges taught me invaluable lessons about resilience, adaptability, and the true meaning of growth. Each hurdle presented an opportunity to dig deeper, discover hidden strengths, and learn new ways to approach problems. I've found that the most significant breakthroughs often come after navigating the toughest obstacles.

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Most delicious fruit, a summer's delight,
All golden-skinned, a vibrant, juicy sight.
Nectar sweet, a tropical, pure taste,
Glowing brightly, never gone to waste.
Oh, the mango, a joy in every bite!

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