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Born From Strom

Oct 24, 2025
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By Haransh Kaur


The calm you see

The carefree me

Result of storm

Creative transform


Tears in my eyes

Whole night it cries

Nobody bothered

And no one honoured


I held my hand

Respect I demand

Learnt this lesson

Let go of my aggregation


Built from ache

But I do not break

Grew from pain

But chose not to blame


Now look at me

It's the light you see

The face that smiles

And the heart covers miles


By Haransh Kaur


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