Firing up the passion of victory
I am running and running
In the open day light in the dark in the....
What is my destination
Where from I started
My home
My heart
My language
My motherland
My language makes me know the world around me
A dark horse also racing with me
It’s the time
A river with high tide swings in my blood
I lose my path my faith fades
After a resurrection I observe me
From an unreachable distance like the stars
I can’t identify me
I am running with the saturation of incapabilities
Days go.... proportionately my goal also goes away
But I don’t know from where I started and where I shall go
Tapas Baidya
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