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SHWET SINGH

Inspirational

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SHWET SINGH

Inspirational

Through The Woods...

Through The Woods...

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Moving through the woods

Passing the last lap

Somewhere in the dark, I lost the path


The destination got blurred

Existence became miserable


With every step questions increased,

The questions had no easy answers.


Lurking in the Sunshine, Moving in the moon's

Overcoming the storms that produced dooms


Bleeding hurt legs, torn attire

Going through the journey that felt like satire

I Found the light, found the end


What I learnt is to be calm

If not today don't be sorrow

Work hard you will rise tomorrow.


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