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A STALE PIECE OF BREAD As I slouch there, Nibbling through the good ,tasty bits, Avoiding the fungi infected rock solid parts; Thinking: Why is life so hard? As I sulk there, Wondering, Wishing when this slice of bread will end? Waiting for the time of repose, And when the time comes; And I fall in bed, I weep I weep and weep till my insides churn and hurt. And when it dawns, Here it goes again, I can't take it anymore! I want to break free! No! I have to break free! I have to escape this trap! This annoying nothingness people call life, And I shall succeed, I will succeed! And when I do, Then shall I be granted; The Gift. The Gift that each living being desires, The Gift that grants immortality, The Gift that brings peace; From the ONE!! BY ANUM AHMED AQUIL
