“How the stars made?
nd how grass grows
so tall? Tell me papa
Cause u ave lived
nd u know all.”
“It’s a funny world Navvya
For years we live
Knowing nothing at all
Neither today
Nor years hence
I can tell you, how
grass shoots up straight
Story of how stars
were made and trivia
around us sprayed…
But I do not know
The truth and
live years in
the loop of
honourable dark.
Do not learn
from me doll.
Weave your own truth
And maybe at the end
You will have lived.”
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