Yes, I could have clubbed it with part 1.
But then I wanted to reach that small happiness of touching 100 on my space. :)
My reflection magnified, courtesy, the next big dream,
The real self so puny, poor kid lost his sheen.
For his cycle was modified, supporting wheels removed,
Left to fend alone, in a jungle, crowded, distorted, skewed.
Hey, but it was the next big thing, it’s going to bring it all,
Yes, would lose that smile a little, miss a few rain falls.
But hey, the next big thing came, and left a little void, hollowed,
For so many teeny weeny things went away, with them happiness just followed.
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