Canvass.
We always plan a life like a wonderful painting,
But sometimes, we somehow paint a foggy landscape.
Fools will lay still like a rock and never stop complaining.
But the keen will stand up and paint over a prettier shape.
Sometimes we don't get the proper fitting,
Everyone came here with different fate,
Some came on a smooth sailing,
Their privileges giving them an advantage,
At the end we all must show our paintings,
Be it on tab, paper, board or a slate
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