Hope

Out of all nights,that night cameWhen a girl was wishing to win fameFor her eternal desire,she started her rowSupporting and stopping were friends and foe. Hiting the sky,her expectations were highReady was she without any sigh. But the nature was against her will,She lost everything and was a nill.Depression was her entire workDidn't work was her luck.              BUTLeaving everything,she stood up againStarted her journey like winner of a game.Smilled the flowers,danced the clouds.She was happy again singing loud. Due to empowerment of hope,She was ready to cope.The evils of lifeThe fears of height. Everything was fine as the startCredit goes to her will,hope and art. 

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