A new hope grows within
igniting the flames
dusted with gold
A blazing fire in the very pit of their souls
vanquishing the abysses of their dreams
the fallen shall rise again
A new today, a new tomorrow
a new feeling to bask and rejoice in
So rekindle your hope one and all
mend your broken spirits and conquer your fall
we are not done marching
and we never were
to move forward is our only aim, past the hail and past the storm.
-Niyati Parab
Rekindle your hope one and all, mend your broken spirits and conquer your fall
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