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Strength
_________
Thunder garrulous loud winds
Shrieking water cascading

Me a forlorn bud sheltering
under a leaf frail and limp
keep me keep me oh lord
the spirit in me feeling divine

I have yet to roam thy world
to see the heights and sights
to leave a footprint
in the rolls of time

-Lata Kapila
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