One year anew has passed,
Without any great achievements;
Mind is getting indolent;
But still towards knowledge it has allurement.
Completely in my own pace,
I'm loosing control over my mind.
No worries I win or loose the race;
Because my ideas are new of their own kind.
I'm losing time but not faith;
Mind you it's the aberration,
Receiving powers form the infinite
And seeking my life's mission.
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