And still soaked in it;
Grey dust is touching her knees,
As though they could consume her in
Their miseries!
She is battling against her miseries,
Dispersing the grey dust away!
By balancing the flight of Ravens on her
Hands,to disperse dust of grey, equally,
Around her!
As the dust is being dispersed, she’s
Able see her path of life!
To walk away from the grey dust of miseries!
She may face another misery along the path,
But she’s learnt the art of balancing her life
With her hands,
Not denying,every victory in the future is in her hands!
Art of balancing life with dark part and bright future!
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