She was once a child when
I held her in my hand.
She used to shout, scream, and cry.
No one could understand.
But she was able to
thrive, climb, and fly.
Now a lady with a powerful mind.
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Stars Don't Grant Wishes ~ Poetry Book
कविताA collection of thoughts buried under the ocean.
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She was once a child when
I held her in my hand.
She used to shout, scream, and cry.
No one could understand.
But she was able to
thrive, climb, and fly.
Now a lady with a powerful mind.
