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The monotony of the seasons...
Of gruesome complusions,
We, then rise fearlessly in love..in compassion.
When we rise above the reasons...
Reasons to meet...
Reasons to forgive...
Reasons to grief.....
We then rise fearlessly in love..in compassion.
When we rise above the reasons...
Of the beliefs,
deeply held for the self...
for those, which are of no help,
We then rise fearlessly in love..in compassion.
When we rise above the reasons...
That defines you and me,
Of 'why me?'
Of how can they be?..
We, then walk the smallest mile - The purest of the smile...That of blind eyes but that of togetherness held tight!
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