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Jul 2021
Everything has a soul
Can fly and set sail, find its own
Wings- paper planes, plastic bags, and school skirts
Carried by the wind, dampened by fears

It is in our eyes full of tears
That they find meaning and purpose
In their flight that won't go on for years
God keeps us on our toes safe from our foes
When we help someone else, we come closest to being our best selves. I think we can be our best version of ourselves if we keep trying. But, it is an endless cycle and people might stop you. You need trudge on.
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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