"The Weight of sorrow "
A Reflection on the Pain that Shapes Us
Pain, a shadow on my wall
A constant presence, heard by all
A whisper soft, a scream so loud
A feeling that cannot be proud
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With every step, with every fall
It follows close, through it all
A nagging voice that won't subside
A weight that's carried, deep inside
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But even pain can be a guide
A teacher of strength, a test of pride
For in its darkness, we find a spark
A light that flickers, a beacon in the dark
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So let the pain, be a part of me
A reminder of strength, in adversity
For though it hurts, though it's hard to bear
Pain can be a catalyst, for growth, for care.
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Pooja Vishwakarma
A skilled researcher and storyteller,Pooja brings depth and nuance to articles, exploring complex issues with sensitivity and clarity.My writing aims to educate, inspire, and foster empathy, making a positive impact on readers' lives
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