A bird was flying on its on way,
Suddenly a smooth breeze touched her wings,
She changed her way to an unknown place, Started loving her new way,
She is happy, singing dancing,
Gosh a heavy storm broke her wings,
She is still alive with little hope & diligent,
Faith is the only weapon she possessed,
Strong enough to win the world.
--Mainu()
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