In the streets of struggle
he found a little shade
Resting in that warmth
he found some sunshine
Rising in that beauty
he found loads of joy
Dancing in that happiness
he wrote merry songs
Singing those songs
he found his tranquility
In that peace
he found the gem of life
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he rose from his ashes...
he defied his death,
he rose from the struggle,
refined and unscathed...
b'ful sheetal!! i love it
Arshi
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