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They met incidentally, unknowingly.
In a circle of laughter and bliss,
They were strangers in every way.
Alienated to the world long known
So they’d created a connection
Where no one can fathom
For only fate and destiny
Know their hearts’ mysteries.
They walled themselves around.
From the world of hatred and grudge
The world from where they were cursed.
By life’s indifference and reality’s wrath
They regard themselves a gang.
Where no one want to mess around
They stand together in same ground.
In crime, in game, in danger and in fame
As one in wilderness, no one can tame.
They know how to polish one’s fear.
And to make one self as another’s gear.
Oh! Here once their fraternity!
Where everyone have the ability
To go beyond one’s reality
On a gang once used to be.
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