My Struggle. Poem by Arfa Iris
My Struggle.
i have to fight the disease in me,
& set myself free,
i will never give-up so easily,
even if it makes me cry fretfully.
i know, i will make through it,
then one day you will find me fit.
i eagerly wait for the day.
when with pride i can say-
'i have no pills to depend up-on.'
but for now the struggle goes on.
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4/19/2024 5:01:24 PM # 1.0.0.1119
life has the fruits with struggles and happiness. well pinched keep it up