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The test
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It was a winning game.
I moved one step,
You moved two steps,
In the field we were
Two only,
With our pawn and all other.

All were our friend
Helping to create joys and sorrows;
Just like life,
Once painted,
Remains,
And sing the song
To be listened till,
The eager of all vanished.

I won the game at the beginning
You won the game after
We were not satisfied
We quarreled a lot.
Now the time to bid good bye,
The test is over.

by sarojini pattayat -2/25/2013


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