Ever
Only palliative word crushes
Anxious stress
To procure from
all grief's and misery
God of sky spread over us
very fondly
to make overwhelm
thy weeping heart
Quit out sorrows
As far as
Choose a path
soon or later
Ever keep fervor
to find out destiny……
-katheliyer
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