Sunday, 04 September 2011 00:16
High apart someone's making great strides,
Gushing through winds,
toddling with desires,
fighting through rains,
achieving on time,
thrive off their desire
Few dark, few bright did commence their journey on time,
but dark were quick to over-run the bright,
run was done but sweating left,
air aided bright ones, sparing the dark ones,
just then the dark ones roared,
poured their sweat and
we termed it rain...
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