Deep down this tricky thick forest,
Every tree with fearful leaves,
Teaching fruits how to taste bitter,
Eager I am to quench all.
Roaming bees in search of skins,
Muting Joy, playing pains,
In it will I sleep and snore,
Not now will I give up.
Am determined to bind my mind
Tossed to and fro by life's swing,
Intoxicating fear,
Overcoming all.
Never! Never will I give up.
©Todas 2016. All rights reserved.
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