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PRAKASH CHANDRA NAYAK

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In tears she decided to stand again and fight with her own fears of becoming who she was before her broken dreams that had shattered with her broken limbs like never before. Cheers to our friendship, had a nice time writing with you dear. Now waiting for you partner Durga Sidharth to put an end to my incomplete poem with your beautiful words. "WINNING OVER THE BADS OF LIFE" In tears she decided to stand again and fight with her own fears of becoming who she was before her broken dreams

In tears she decided to stand again and fight with her own fears of becoming who she was before her broken dreams that had shattered with her broken limbs like never before. Cheers to our friendship, had a nice time writing with you dear. Now waiting for you partner Durga Sidharth to put an end to my incomplete poem with your beautiful words. "WINNING OVER THE BADS OF LIFE" In tears she decided to stand again and fight with her own fears of becoming who she was before her broken dreams

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'You have fallen, now it's time to rise' I remind this to myself again and again. My heart aches but still I smile and I go back to the mainstream though I still have not healed. Shutting ourselves up when we breakdown doesn't help, doesn't heal, rather deepens wounds. I know hiding doesn't help at all, thus I face things, I never hide. They ask me how am I so strong, I remember then the innumerable pains I've taken, and fire upon fire that have burned me, and stabs upon stabs, but I've face it all alone. answer them finally, 'I teach myself to face things myself'. I see in this broken mirror my reflection as broken as my heart. Though I'm not still healed I face things, I don't hide. I teach myself to face things myself. I have no shoulder to cry upon nor anyone to say

'You have fallen, now it's time to rise' I remind this to myself again and again. My heart aches but still I smile and I go back to the mainstream though I still have not healed. Shutting ourselves up when we breakdown doesn't help, doesn't heal, rather deepens wounds. I know hiding doesn't help at all, thus I face things, I never hide. They ask me how am I so strong, I remember then the innumerable pains I've taken, and fire upon fire that have burned me, and stabs upon stabs, but I've face it all alone. answer them finally, 'I teach myself to face things myself'. I see in this broken mirror my reflection as broken as my heart. Though I'm not still healed I face things, I don't hide. I teach myself to face things myself. I have no shoulder to cry upon nor anyone to say