I borrow from the sky When I feel low, down and out I borrow from the Sun When darkness pervades my path I borrow from the birds When my feet are being cut off I live - because itβs the only option I have I know what it takes - but the world scoffs
Let them scoff


Delightful, Reena.
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Thank you, Keith!
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Beautifully done, Reena!
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Thanks a ton!
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Loving this , Reena
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Thanks a ton, Fatima!
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It’s true many scoff when they don’t understand why something works.
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Thank you, Patricia!
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Such a fantastic poem Reena. Love the imagery created here. Thanks for joining in Reena.
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Thank you, Sadje!
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Wow, this is lovely, Ma’am. π
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Thanks, Aishwarya!
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Love this, Reena!
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Thank you π
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