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Pain and Gain
The days that passes,
Is not less than a disaster,
A pain that pierce my heart,
Even still exists a fire of hope,
That enchants the ends of pain,
A lantern that can guide,
To the dreams that are dead,
Which can revive the dead,
So as for the days of gains,
That awaits to pay back.
(The Journey of a Poet)
© Maya
Is not less than a disaster,
A pain that pierce my heart,
Even still exists a fire of hope,
That enchants the ends of pain,
A lantern that can guide,
To the dreams that are dead,
Which can revive the dead,
So as for the days of gains,
That awaits to pay back.
(The Journey of a Poet)
© Maya
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