Who am I, what's my plan, I want to know
Soul is in thick cover like 'a river covered with snow'
Myself want to grow and be a never ending 'flow'
But when I try to rise, i get a sinking blow
As i sink further, life becomes like 'a horror show'
Although in quagmire, I will fight
I have to be patient & not lose sight
Somehow i feel, one day I will see the light
Light, which will bring peace and will make me bright
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