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Wrong side of the pond

Jazz Lily

The wrong side of the pond

That’s where exactly I stand

Gaping at the other bank,

Wanting to swim there;

The wrong side of the pond,

Lousy and biased, as it is

I wish to go to the other bank,

The other one where I don’t stand

One fine day, when the breeze grew cool

I swam across the length of the pool

And reached the other side of the pond,

When I realized that I’m yet in another wrong side of the pond!

I wish to swim to the other bank,

Where I stood and wished to stand

Because I realized, after all,

That there’s no right side of the pond

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A Capricorn, December born, love writing poems and stories. Music, Art, and Chocolates are important elements of my daily life. While I am crucially deciding on what new to write, I spend my time with my best friends who are competing for the post of Most Craziest, yet the Best and Awesome Best Friend. The aim is to change the world into a better place to live in and the motto is to "be the change."

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