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Take me to an outside world, Where my past can be hurled. Take me to a place,
Where I can have my own space. Take me somewhere so apart, Where I can again restart. Thousands of dreams are still left to be fulfilled, And I again want to be refilled. The steps to be walked maybe too long, But still I can walk along, For I am still not shattered, For I am still too strong after being frowned!!!! . . . You are the artist of your life. Don't give the paint brush to anyone else!!!
Thank you for reading this poem. See you all in next chapter. Till then, Bub Bye, Take care:)
