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The Mosey

Hobbled in an untrodden trail,
Rough and tough,
Amidst the sandy storms,
Across the fiery flames,
Felt feeble and fed-up,
In the pursuit of peace,
toxic hearts and fake faces 
In a one-odious play.

Still with the will among the hardest hills,
On the long walk to freedom.

Amen.

Thisura Daksith

An IT professional from Sri Lanka whose heart has always fallen for poetry. Looking forward to inking the passion in the dream to awake.
Merak Administrator
An IT professional from Sri Lanka whose heart has always fallen for poetry. Looking forward to inking the passion in the dream to awake.

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