Sometimes, the wind of life comes rushing at us at full throttle
We see it come in breezes
Then, it increases , make a little whistle
And then accelerate into another speed
On and On, time goes and the wind rows

So what do we do, when we are bare-chested against the cold
Do we fight the breeze until we find ease
Do we just give up and get blown in to a thousand emotional pieces
The choice is mine, it is yours ,as it seems
We live more by decision and lesser by destiny.

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