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If your day should start off dreary,
Count your blessings not your woes,
Look around at those who love you,
There's your treasure and your gold.
Time is ticking, life is moving,
Not one second should we waste,
Grab the memories worth the keeping,
Hold to love, releasing hate.
I've always known life was hard...
Why does a rose of beauty rare,
Spring forth to glorious birth...
How could such beauty,
Grow amid such pain...
In other realms to most unknown,
In dimensions’ one must ponder...
From just below the towns horizon,
Sleeps the greatest, love yet known...
The world was harsh and dismal,
Weighty storms upon times clock...
by Meena Krish