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Wooden handle of an axe exclaimed,
The day we build up alliance I am ruined.
All day long heavy duty I am performing
I am fade up and tired now I need retiring.
Thus the axe let gets rid of the wood lever
And made it released and happy forever.
The wood cutter saw the worthless handle
Put in the fireplace burning as like as fuel.
Now the worthless handle wood realize,
The working is far healthier than ablaze.
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DESTINY, by ARUN MAZUMDER 4.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 9 reviews.
Sonja Carnes 5 days ago
I really like this,Arun! An Horable Man needs and deserves his retirement! Excellent message!
Khyati Jobanputra 5 days ago
Yam-tin Martin Wong 4 days ago
however, people have to retire and relax when they reach a certain age.
amber talwar 5 days ago

He's tired and wants to retire

the wooden handle is burnt up released from. The axe...

Apollonia Don Ciccio 5 days ago
Joshua Waldemayer 5 days ago
I like this poem a lot for it's good flow through and good buildup; it is overall an awesome poem.
ARUN MAZUMDER 5 days ago
The working is far healthier than ablaze.
Larry Stallings 5 days ago
Anna K 5 days ago
It's better to work than to die
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