If mistakes in life are like pencil marks,
They can be erased easily with an eraser;
We will never be afraid to make any decision,
When we can rectify if we are wrong!
Each chapter in life is etched in indelible ink,
There is no erasure of any kind;
The mark is permanent,
And the scar is eternal!
How then shall we write our epistles,
To be read by others?
A life of silly mistakes,
A life full of regrets and tears,
A life of secret desires and fear,
Or an honourable life of an ordinary man!


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