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Transformation
I made a story that snatched away the transformation,
Its transmission fully solved that there was a light;
The flashlight of an age is like blood and guts,
Never does a story work more than boredom.
The conversation abruptly ceased due to old age,
This dialogue within was dice, so greater than age itself;
Looking this way the dice seemed to transform
Into a number of luck, the fortune was eventful.
This is a story of transformation and metamorphosis,
The actual store of knowledge is in the results of change.
poem
by
Naveed Akram
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