Belief and Principles
Not in a horrible jungle;
Not in a hustled fair;
Not in a busy town;
But I had lost myself somewhere,
Where the path parted into two;
Where my heart parted into two,
When the pain crossed its limit;
When it became more darker,
Suddenly, an angel came,
Suddenly, she held those shivering hands,
Suddenly, I got myself back!
The fruit of unshaken belief,
The fruit of unshaken principles.
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