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My Prayer

The storms that frightened me even when I were on shore, now surrounds, tries to blow and mingle me through its course; On the shore, I prayed long and long for a port to stand against all adversities, whether or not there a storm; What shall I do struggling with the storms; but to wait for that moment when can I win over the storm.
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Written by
vishal-dogra
Indian
Published
Jul 7, 2011
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8·65
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This is my prayer to God to please protect me from impurities.

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