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| Sunset in Vancouver (Picture taken from my hotel window) |
The Best Present
I wanted love,
fame and prosperity.
And I didn't just look above,
But worked with sincerity.
I got a bit of all.
Love came and went by
When I stopped to enthrall.
On emotions cannot you rely!
Fame was fun,
Even if small,
But when alone,
I couldn't stand tall.
Prosperity, I wished bigger
But even though modest
Attracted many a gold digger
Leaving me depressed.
But from disappointments,
Self-doubts and depression
Came the best of presents.
I call it a 'clarity of vision.'
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