Keeping quiet silently, storing the clouds safely,
Never breathed out loudly, the picture is visible vividly,
Running away from it mentally, staying alone tremblingly,
The victorious laugh heard clearly and continuously,
The mouse minds are in the burrow not knowing of the world,
Where the sunshine and moonshine are different in intensity,
Never turned back to face the tormentors boldly,
Justifying the actions foolishly: Turn back once to instill the fear.
Those who chase us will get shocked, the moment we turn back,
Those who torture will get worried, the second we turn back,
Turn back: fellow friends, Turn back. Let them get frightened.
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Turn back once to instill the fear. Powerful advice to fight the tormentors. Thank you.