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Around me, there is this solace like a twilight
With intensity like the tropical Sunlight
When I am down, I believe a break of dawn
Would spring forth through the paths my faith has drawn
I believe tomorrow is as beautiful as the stars
Whether the unsaved tears never dries from my eyes
Challenges are mischievous like Satan’s storm fart
But it carves me, into a wonderful piece of art.
A pejorative colour cost a breathIf you dare, for the love, put on a beret!Whether new or old, bright or fadedThe gloom and doom looms…
I have tried to fix the broken allureAnd was the only one obeying the lawsI have had hopes in hopeless timesI guess this place is…
I know right now all you see, Is a boundless flowing seaWith an admirable color blue,Prestigious depth and volumePure allure, but on the contraryThe tenacity…
Just like light to a surfaceCasting shadows on all placesScars, wrinkles and the dentsOf loo all have common end…If reflections could only speakSo many secrets…
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 
I loved the line “Santan’s storm fart.” Challenges can feel like that at times.
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Hehehehe… And when challenges feel like that some times, the quote “light at the end of the tunnel”; always play out. For our of nothing, comes a solution.
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hummmm
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Bad?
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wonderful! thought provoking
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Okay, I appreciate.
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LOL! Satan’s storm fart!
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You can imagine.. Lol
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