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those people
those people,
whose blood is red
but their sky is black...
those people,
whose dreams are colorful
but their vision is pitch black...
those people,
whose journey came to a halt
as soon as it began...
those people,
who feel the golden morning
and saffrony evening in the darkness only...
those people,
whose life is laden with black
and whose shadow is also adorned with black...
those people,
who do not feel any difference
between the shine of diamonds
and the blackness of stones...
those people,
who feel suffocated
but they don't cry...
those people,
who continue to struggle
behind an innocent smile...
those people,
in whose life, the sun rises everyday
but their sky has set..
those people,
they are the waves of the river
that have stopped,
but their journey is still going on...
whose blood is red
but their sky is black...
those people,
whose dreams are colorful
but their vision is pitch black...
those people,
whose journey came to a halt
as soon as it began...
those people,
who feel the golden morning
and saffrony evening in the darkness only...
those people,
whose life is laden with black
and whose shadow is also adorned with black...
those people,
who do not feel any difference
between the shine of diamonds
and the blackness of stones...
those people,
who feel suffocated
but they don't cry...
those people,
who continue to struggle
behind an innocent smile...
those people,
in whose life, the sun rises everyday
but their sky has set..
those people,
they are the waves of the river
that have stopped,
but their journey is still going on...
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