once upon a time not too long ago,
there was a guy, just an average joe.
he thought everything happens by an act of good,
he thought karma acts as it should
belief is what he believed in
didn't leave his small happy town much often
everything went well for him till he left his home
he bid farewell to his family and friends to make a new home
ignorant of the people of the big city and its radioactive ways
he would soon realise not to believe in everything that anyone says
slowly and eventually he got to know the trade of the radioactive zone
realised that there were vultures ready to pick his bones
the person changed into those one of them who were around him
never did he find true happiness he remained always grim
days passed, months flew, years followed
he just kept on working as if there is no tomorrow
got indulged in his work so much forgot about his home
returned back to his home after after a couple of decades or more and found everthing's gone
didn't find his friends, couldn't trace them back coz he was too busy all these years,
all those new faces of his city could never replace the ones near and dear.
probably it was too late for him to realise his mistakes,
now even though he was successful now, there was nobody to share the cakes.
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