I see a beggar begging
In the bus stop everyday,
I see a boy
In the field, playing,
I see a doctor in his chamber,
And a school teacher
Comes back home every evening.
Their lives are not same at all
And not also their professions;
But one thing is common in them
That they share same human emotions.
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