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well till yesterday i saw him,

covered in a camouflage,

and his usual charms in a sharp trim,

as if he had run up his age,

and that too faster than time,

all in his self imposed gloom,

well his frowns did equally chime,

with his weather struck room,

and i told him how i felt,

about his bad-lit light,

and i saw his smiles melt,

that could have shown him more bright,

and i felt really bad,

that i had so let him be pricked,

well the next day brought the lad,

with a cheer that had me tricked,

friends,

i would be equally grateful to you

for all that you can point out here for

rectification....

thanks for being here...

hello,

where in the whole world,

would the poor man go,

if he is just told,

to,his God forgo,

for he knows,

one only above him,

and in all the lows,

to watch over him,

he has in readiness,

his only hope,

the only one to bless,

and to keep up the rope.....