Bhavyakeerti Bohrey Poems

Every morning she rises
From the ashes of her past
With a heart full of life
Casting a light bright and vast.
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You think that I'm young
And think that i'M weak
But inside me there's a spark
That flicker's down deep
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The night the sun rose in the sky
The darkness seemed to wither
When he took his sister's place at high
And made even the dark glitter
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There once was a meadow
Where every step was unreal
Where the trees danced in the sunlight
Where no scar was unhealed
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