My fate is in your hand god…
But give me strength to reach up to that…
My stars are shining with me…
But effort is my only working key…
My heart is dancing with wind…
Nothing is able me to bind…
I have wings to fly…
Don’t know yet why I feel shy…
to accept every hurdle in the way…
I like to face them like play…
Aroma of fresh buds clings my hair..
Soft music of happily running stream fills my ear…
With company of peacock my feet dance around…
With sweet voice of cuckoo I fill surround…
Beautiful Colors of flowers I wear
Nothing is able to stop me is the only true swear…!
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