And in the whirlpool of sorrow ,

Lives the brightest light ,

Struggling and fighting ,

Battling to survive…

And in the whirlpool of sorrow ,

Lives the highest climb

Curling and gruelling ,

Clashing to survive…

And in the whirlpool of sorrow ,

Lives the loudest screech

Unwinding and detaching ,

Conquering each. @surbhisays

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