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Whispers of soul
The rough roads, With thorns of every kind
Never had a chance to be the one I was
Tried to break the walls of fear of every kind
Tears running down
The trapped souls whispered
Through darkness broaden eyes
Through the silent stares behind

All we claim is what, to be ourselves for all
To be among the crowd without those fear of life
To feel and to worry, those little things in life
Burning up inside
The trapped souls shout
Through the darkness broaden eyes
Through the silent stares behind
© aroma unni