A journey a boy started
Through carved statues
Below the waterfalls
Between the valleys
Days passed without a word
Not the fame was looking he for
Underneath the peace
High above the wars
Quite different the situation was
Nothing at all haunted
Sweet chirps and tweets
And the flowers that smelled so sweet.
The better as it got
Courage recharged the soul
The journey ended
Peace atlast he found.
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