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A confession of a pearl dealer

Where I am lost in transaction of cash,
Where mobiles ring and the deal is done,
I know by heart the heart of all pearls
And search always for the back with flaws
With eyes of profit and loss facing
The front.
Too busy, I never learnt to find real time
For me to just be and understand the inner
Meaning of life and the underside of my being,
Woven to the terror in my mind.
I don't know who I am save bear a business name.
It seems strange almost as strange as I'll be,
Some day.Shall I be left forgotten in the dust
When the flower which has a touch of earth
And no sublime feelings, revives?
If I'll search for myself, I'll certainly
Find the rarest of pearl-ME.

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