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By Shweta Chaudhary


Lost my soul,

to money and vile,

toiled for the world

and yet,

on my name

laid stains, malice.

Love were the days,

when I wandered in the wild.

Nothing to lose,

bliss in every sight,

how I cherished,

the spruce, deodar, vines

and lark that sang to the sky.

Happy, carefree were the days;

no money by my side!


By Shweta Chaudhary


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mayani chaudhary
mayani chaudhary
Dec 13, 2025
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

No money, no pain, free spirit

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Deepak Kanojia
Deepak Kanojia
Dec 12, 2025
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

So true

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Atul dev
Atul dev
Dec 12, 2025
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Money comes with it's own Price 😶

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Mahima Bansla
Mahima Bansla
Dec 11, 2025
Rated 5 out of 5 stars.

Lovely

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