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In the rains and the rays;
I shall bloom and grow
like a blossom;
Delicate to touch,
vulnerable to the winds;
But shielded by what I endured.
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I'm going home in the same old car,
Travelling the same roads that I've travelled before.
Reflecting the brightness of the afternoon sun,
The road..
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Here comes the riegn of dark,
Peaceful and quiet after a noisy day;
Yet it brings sounds more clear,
Beautiful in a peculiar way.
The fourth adh..
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From a beautiful valley called Kashmir I hail.
I wake up to the mist and breeze at home;
But as I open the window to breathe fresh,
I smell the smo..
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The heart is so fragile yet so strong;
To withstand the storms triggered by changing seasons.
To bloom in springs, give away love ;
and wither away..
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Deep inside my radiant self,
lies a winged being ready to fly.
To tear me apart and howl loud,
To break the silence and jump up high.
High up wher..
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A dellusion that created itself in my head,
has my heart beating faster
and sweat tripping over my face.
I pull myself up breathing heavier as ever..
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