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The iron rusted on our tongues so easily 

The iron rusted on our tongues so easily 

Being a go getter is this world’s symphony 

We keep on dancing with the  words all along

Forgetting when to stop &call

Living our lives so selfishly 

We  carry smile deliberately 

When someone burst our crust ingeniously 

We realise how the iron rusted on our tongues so easily