Lazy Lies that lie on my way, Hazy roads I swap on my own.

Collectively, I do see a hope in the glittering zeal of myself,

where I make do with something of my own.

My confused state of affairs,

My hazy minds at times ,

I have literally lost track of my mind at times,

But, then returned with a new sunshine.

Of alighting joy ,

with my nothingness.

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