Do not pull me up so hard
My hands will go off
As I am not of that level
I can not rise so high
You just show me the road
I shall vie with the rays
On the wings of freedom
I shall fly unbound
Tearing the soil, very hard
I shall forcefully sprout out
You just show me the hill
I shall myself swim
You just clap
And let me hear the sound
I shall snatch the clouds of rain
And over night
I shall reflect
Like a graceful drop of dew
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Top piece of love and freedom that reflect the whole aspect in one drop of dew/ well done