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who am I?

i was a great will

and a brave heart

i was a real hero

and a rejoicing hart

i was a noble soul

and a belief strong

i was a lively mind

and a love song

until i saw the malice

that was in their sighs

until i saw the hatred

that was in their eyes

until they despised

for all that i was

and grew jealous of me

with loathsome laughs

who I am

i don't now know

my original faith

or their empty sorrow

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aditya-bhaskara

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Published: Oct 15, 2012
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