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Rose From The Heat And The Smoke…
With me, my dreams were set on fire,
No desires left behind…
I flew far from everyone’s eyes,
Rising from the heat and the smoke into the sky…
The stars that I use to gaze from down,
Hugged me close spreading on my white gown…
The moon now shine on my face,
Giving me peace that now I can live with grace…
In this new world…
With no desires, attachments, and pain,
It seems to me I am born again…
© 2013 Pimmi Nag
