Where my heart go.
They are shouting from backs,
They are bullying from sides,
But still i go,
Where my heart go.
Someone hit my head
from back,
Someone heat my legs
From front,
But still i go,
Where my heart go.
There is a light
infront of me,
My eyes can able to see,
So still i go,
Where my heart go.
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