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Overambition: A poem 

One can’t resolve every question  One can’t storm every bastion  The needle in the haystack one should forsake  A dream shouldn’t go beyond daybreak  There is no meaning in midnight oil  when we only need a season’s harvest from the soil  The tongue gets scalded from water on the boil  A heart goes bankrupt from tooContinue reading “Overambition: A poem “