Spirit

July 31, 2012 - Less than a minute read

 

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There was a time when I could fly
There was a moment when I could survive

The things went great until my need
They ended just soon in my beehive
Requirements were fulfilled in just no time
But when I turned old, things turned furtive

The cage was closed, but I could breath
It was the light that kept me alive!

Written By : Arsh Azim

Photo Credits : Ahmed Rasheed

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