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I have a problem, problem is I can’t live a normal life,
a life which you all are aiming for,
a luxury which you all are waiting for.

A car, house and a pocket full of cash;
my life is not a balance sheet,
showing off my assets and hiding all my liabilities.

My life is a storybook, full of adventure and thrill,
Full of stories worth telling and moments worth sharing.
They will be read out loud, the stories that will chill you to the bone.
maybe not amidst the whole world but amidst friends of my grandchild.

Stories of one travelling soul, how he touched a billion hearts and continued to create a world of his own.

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