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Rumination
People with heavy minds
They are of all kinds
Yet all are entrapped with the same binds
They think and think more, Than they blink
in few clinks, Of those binds.
How heavy of chains they bear
How dense and murk is their fear
How they shed those blood-soaked tears.
From where can they find the courage
To fight fears which have them pillaged
Being enslaved by their own mind
Turning their gaze blind Oblivious to all.
Are their solutions on hindsight,
Or will they fly amongst Arctic tern,
To burn their concerns in the flames of blue? To soar akin to a Phoenix, And rise above their fears
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Jhondal Hillls
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