How long? O how long is this life?
I'm bored
Maybe frustated
I feel sick
It seems the blood in my veins
Is slowing down.....
Well, everything has not
sunken after all
The bright sunrays
Are peeping through the dark clouds
I'm picking pebbles and stones
In my garden
Painting them with colours of hope
Hope to rise again
Hope to bring colours to this world
Hope to brush away the filth
And bring joy.......
Let's keep working
In our own little way today
For a better tomorrow.
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