Some wise books to hold,
As precious as prize of gold,
If your heart still feels cold,
Just remember god favours the bold,
Isolated, alienated and in the moments of dark,
A journey of self realization we embark.
As precious as prize of gold,
If your heart still feels cold,
Just remember god favours the bold,
Isolated, alienated and in the moments of dark,
A journey of self realization we embark.
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