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*Like the sunlight forcing its way through a cloudy screen, and the thunder breaking all silence and serene, a lotus glowing with its aura in a black swamp, horses that run free on escaping from men's camps, a butterfly struggling to break its cocoon, a lion hunting in the feeble light of the moon, a wounded tigress defending her cubs and enduring all pain, the birds slowly reaching their nests in the treacherous rain, nature shows us the path to follow, how to deal with life when it seems hollow, make a stand for what you believe in, stand up for it, never to cave in, struggle is the beauty of life, seeing someone break the limits of mind and body is a lovely sight, when you can expand boundlessly do you feel free, when you can write a poem without a topic do you feel free...*
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Aug 12, 2010
Aug 12, 2010 at 2:40 AM UTC
What freedom means to me
*Like the sunlight forcing its way through a cloudy screen, and the thunder breaking all silence and serene, a lotus glowing with its aura in a black swamp, horses that run free on escaping from men's camps, a butterfly struggling to break its cocoon, a lion hunting in the feeble light of the moon, a wounded tigress defending her cubs and enduring all pain, the birds slowly reaching their nests in the treacherous rain, nature shows us the path to follow, how to deal with life when it seems hollow, make a stand for what you believe in, stand up for it, never to cave in, struggle is the beauty of life, seeing someone break the limits of mind and body is a lovely sight, when you can expand boundlessly do you feel free, when you can write a poem without a topic do you feel free...*
eeshan-srivastava
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37/M/Seattle
Aug 12, 2010
Aug 12, 2010 at 2:40 AM UTC
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