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The Grey Horse Let There Be Spring

The dappled horse in the stables, We are petals of one flower.
Loved by everyone for her colour. Different shades,
Her mysterious eyes and her sweet personality, But the same colour
Puts everyone in a spell. Different sizes,
But the same shape,
Her energetic and strong figure,
Puts everyone in a spell
She jumps over the fence, We are the only flower withered,
To be free. In the garden of the cosmos
Where love takes form of pollen,
The dappled horse in the stables, But flows like dust in the void
Loved by everyone for her colour,
She gallops away into the horizon. Equity might be mourned,
But hope must remain the stem,
And humanity must remain the roots,
Ankita Bera Through all thunderstorms & winter nights
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For that is where the pollen shall shower,
And blossom the flower
Let there be spring forever and ever.

Darsh Chandran
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