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My Fate
It spreads some kind of smile on my face,
Whenever I think of my fate.
You turned me good,
When I was a broken glass.
From you,I relearned how to spread my wings,
To not to cling.
Now I regained my smile,
After travelling some mile.
-Heema
Me to others(readers) of my experience of how my life was and now how I changed into after sharing my feelings and spending time with the almighty.
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Whenever I think of my fate.
You turned me good,
When I was a broken glass.
From you,I relearned how to spread my wings,
To not to cling.
Now I regained my smile,
After travelling some mile.
-Heema
Me to others(readers) of my experience of how my life was and now how I changed into after sharing my feelings and spending time with the almighty.
© All Rights Reserved
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