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Bow & Arrow

He was born to be a player
And what about the other layer?
She was born to be a writer
And what about the fighter?

But do you know the way they are?
They have come so far
Surely they had it in them
They were born to be a gem

The start itself being wrong
It was their own song
Try to sing it once and know
It does not just go

Yes, the end is their own
But what about the seeds sown
The toil to ensure they blossom
Yes, finally, life is awesome

All wishing for a similar end
But turning back on seeing a bend
Keep walking and soon you will know
The arrow is as important as the bow

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