I walk on all terrains.
May be terrains walk on me.
At times on hills and mountains;
Swims in lakes and rivers.
Everything tells you a story;
From Stars to moon.
A story of devotion;
Sacrifices on devotion.
A poem of desire;
Sorrows and ecstasy followed;
A song of desolation;
Solitude in crowd.
A melody of love.
Beat of life.
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