Amann Aroraa (28 March 1993 / New Delhi)
In the world of Music
I dance in a freelance style to the beats of music in a vacuum of sorrows.
My soul rests spiritually in a pacific place, which only music could create.
My shallowness is complete and I built a concrete
Of all the good thoughts and all the good things.
A light is lit in my heart of new drives and hopes.
Undisturbed by worldly woes-the material gains, the love loss.
I experience a great comfort and an eternal cheer,
Which I cherish presently and treasure for ever.
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