In a crowd,
who is he,
who never says anything
no one expects him to speak
but, he feels his should be the last word.
In a team,
who is he,
who never leads the team,
no one expects him to lead,
but, he feels he is the captain.
Who is he,
who never gives anything
no one expects him to donate
but, he feels he is the ultimate altruist.
This soul,
who never speaks,
never leads,
never gives,
but, still he is perfeect soul
I call him highly blessed.
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