They were like snails at first,
Too slow,too scared,too confused.
One day when the sun arise,
Both feel so strange,.
They are too fast for grabbing the wind.
Too strong like a bull.
so determined just like the king of jungle.
It's strange that how this happened.
Although we can't fight with our faith
it's their faith to fade.
Now they are just a blank canvas with nothing.
it's strange that strangers become more strangers.
©niveditha
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