Spark of life
my heart a lotus flower dry and wet,
The mist that wraps the infinite declines.
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Sitting at the extreme with the blurred eyes, heart with lost and wistful wish to face life, Memoir of unmatched breath focuses the life unlived
my heart a lotus flower dry and wet, The mist that wraps the infinite declines. The shadow that challenges the delight drops, Shedding the pain private upon the being