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I was merely three years old,
And my brother was only two years old,
And that hurricane blown our soul.
Unaware of nothing at whole,
Everyone rolling in the hospital dole.
Me and my brother playing here and there
Blind from that scary mare .
And when that hurricane fully stopped
We both found that everyone's tears dropped.
Again we didn't got what's going on
But as we saw our grandmother tearing down
Both started crying on.
And I forgotten everything and grew.
And as I became older and older
I started remembering my soul beholder
'Cause I started missing her
My night becomes devil for me
Nobody is there from whom I can share my
Sufferings and pains,
My happiness and sadness bash.
I gone through a lot
Nobody define that cause within a words blot.
I want to sleep on her lap till my last breath
Thats why everyday I pray to almigty that
Atleast for a day send back her so that I can take a long breath until my death .
My suffering and pains known to me only
Because I never let anyone to know my cause of lonely .
And that sufferings made me a beautiful warrior
Now I am able to fight alone with my barriers.