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White Still i rise, Though it's too hard for me no

White Still i rise,
Though it's too hard for me now,
As everything turns to decay and loose,
A hope is present like a rays of the candle,
That might contains importance in the dark night,
As everything wrapped by darkness.
Was I'm the one who bears everything,
Or others are present here those who are similar as me.

©Bhagyashree Jena
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