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Athira A.

Abstract

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Athira A.

Abstract

Let God

Let God

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Where man fails,
There,
God's mighty hands work.
For a weeping heart,
The Almighty is hope,
And salvation.

A deep prayer,
For a few jiffs,
Can unleash miracles.
And all of a sudden,
A doomed soul
May turn out to be lucky.

Even if efforts,
Of hundreds of hours
Seems to be futile,
A small offering,
For the supreme being,
Can make them worthy.

Hence,
Never let out 
Any opportunity to pray,
As a simple chant
Can even alter
Our entire destiny.


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