Spring spring
Mukul, age eighty eight
Graft
Bald forehead
Spring came in his life too
Then he was eighteen
The first spring of life
That's his first, his last
Now he is forty-eight
Shows even more
The tall man is a dungeon
The first spring sign traces all over
Cottage Spring
That was his first spring.
Then then
Forty years have passed
And every year in the world
Spring has arrived
But, the life of the world in his life
Could not have any gesture.
Mukul is no longer in the spring
The innocent man is alive
Unimportant
Springless
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