Buddha's Fist, Christ's Love and Krishna's Wisdom.
I stand strong, rain or hail, storms may come, with dark clouds and thunder, hatred and anger, struggles and hunger, rejection and scorn.
Yes I am being disappointed and mocked, a victim of prejudice, snobbish and despised, by society and friends, left alone, to suffer some more, tomorrow may come, as painful as today, misery is my friend, a cousin to my loneliness
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