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Child... It's me! Yes your friend here. I am the one to whom you have spent lonely nights, You think I never heard your cries? You think I left you alone?
Broken and bruised. Alone and discarded. You are meant to be a diamond And not the stones found on a road. Yes, I have made you struggle But the diamond shines after a lot of polishing. Your struggle is your polishing.
My little one, You run from one place to another, One person to another. How could a diamond be accepted In the company of regular stones? The most beautiful flower blooms alone!
You feel you are trampled. But you are not. Blooming takes time, don't you know? You are shrivelled up But you have to stretch. It will bring pain but it's worth it. You are more than what you think.
You still won't talk to me darling? I have come to you after a long time. Won't you greet your friend? Do you think I am like them? That I will leave you to a cold dark place? That I will leave you alone Like them?
It's time to shine. It's time to bloom. Let your shine spread everywhere. Let your sweet fragrance reach them. Child, rise up from a bud. Destiny allows pain for a short time. It's just that you think it to be long.
The sun is rising for a new day. Be the new you, dearie! Give light to others just like the sun. Give your rays to the people. Little one, give your hand in mine.
"Are you sure I can?"
"Why not? You are me and I am you."
"I am scared sakha.."
"How will the sun rise if it shall be afraid of the dark?"
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Who do you think is the person talking to the child?
