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Dec 2015
I was afraid, sad, hopeless
And confused,
Struggling to fit myself
in the world,
For which I am lone wolf,
Utterly unable to find a place for me
In the world
Then your noise invade my unsettle mind,
Like the song of early morning bird,
That noise like the kiss of heal from the unspoken,
To my miss lead mind
And made me resilient ,
I hold my pen and starts sensing the position of unknown
Through following the gentle noise,
And noted down on paper,
To create a map to track you down,
My first attempt towards you was go down,
But now I am unafraid, happy , hopeful and organized
Destiny is not matter of chance, Destiny is matter of Chance
Kapil Dev Singh Rawat
Written by
Kapil Dev Singh Rawat  india
(india)   
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