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The Twins

Dec 6, 2024
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By G Girish


Unlikely twins they are.

One is celebrated by far,

while the other is just a tool to mar!

Few know both are at par


Ultimately either brings a tear;

Penultimately both render a fear.

Estimating which one's coming never clear.

Intimate but they never together appear!


While one's hated by the mass,

the other is all sheen and gloss,

making people feel like a boss,

He's called a Win; his brother a Loss!


By G Girish


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