The eyes who dream day and night
Aspire to reach the heights
Bullying and coercion
Feels like a Curse to the eyes
Should we now say
How the Hope Survives?
During the harshest times
How the day passes and nights go
How the person travels
Without traveling
How the person loses the identity he holds
Society thinks like he is a clay mold
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