
She lying beside me,
I thought its Mirror,
Confusing eye, raising left and right arm ,
She followed me ,
I startled and felt happy,
Now I the king and she my servant ,
We both look alike ,morphological characteristics are similar,
Every time I called out her unwillingly name,
She appeared fast and furiously,
Soon ,she ignored
The real me becomes the recessive one and she the dominating one,
Now time reverse she the king,
I the servant,
But I am happy my real identity stays alive,
But my real identity stays alive,
She hates when everyone calls her clone,
She anguishly stab my back,
I stepped to heaven,
She enjoy priceless happiness on the behalf the real me: -)
My soul realized world are similar like clones.
BY-HARSHITA PANDEY
It’s was beautiful !
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Thankyou Nilesh Kumar 😇
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Just Amazing, as always!!😁
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Thankyou very much Divyang 😇
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