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My story may have closed a door,
But still I have days to roar,
To rebuild and rise once more,
With zeal in my heart, and a story to explore.

My blood runs hot, with passion's fire,
The past may be gone, but the future's desire,
To make history with every stride,
And let my spirit be my guide.

With renewed energy, I take my stand,
And confess my truth, hand in hand,
With every step, a new path's laid,
And my story unfolds, in a brighter shade.
#readers
Be smart,
Silence heals more,
Just silence!
How I wish that I have some time with you!
To tell you what I really felt for you,
To make some whispers about my real emotions!
To hug and hold you for a moment,
To hike with you and for a stance ,
To tell you,
I love you!
But you are long gone,
Perhaps with another person,
Better or worse ;I still have you in my memory!
Be there to read this post and reach out!
Beloved long time pal!
Lovebird!
Silence protects you from attacks,your enemies are planning in your absentia!
Just don't comment!
Just listen and you finally know what they are up to!
Know things,yet when they talk about them just listen,
Once events have passed ,tell them you heard from them!
If they never knew about it clearly,clarify for them!
They will give you peaceful distances,because they will judge themselves and their actions in your silence!
Lot I lost,
Regrets left me!
Once I should bounce!
Tough yet again to pick.
But my motives lie straight ,
Forward I lean!
Regrets
a jobless lad sited waiting for a meal,
loud he thinks
''what a living is this;
sort of a disgrace i am,
my grades and past life expectations were these?''
seriously he studied ,hoping a future,
he  struggled and went without meals at times,
but to his disbelief in the future he saw as bright,
there was no meal!
he is still seated waiting for his dream to come pass,
perhaps his dish,
and something for the child!
life is a lie
Heavens know who I was to be!
And I am
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