Once you gave up Hope;
It would tough to gain again!
As poured water takes
Enough to form in grain !
It would tough to gain again!
As poured water takes
Enough to form in grain !
Desires flippers in our mind;
As like dreams in awoken Eyes!
Hold and behold present;
Never would back, 't has infinite flies!
Don't recall the past as gone;
Hold your Stirling faith,
All would be as you think;
Never doubt in your strength !
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