Hey you, my friend,

Let’s lift this trend,

Let’s raise your spirits high,

I conquered my shame,

But yours is pulling mine,

It’s pulling and thirsting and trying to come back,

This gift of god, shines on your soul,

You washed it off,

Or brush it off,

Hey you, my friend,

Let’s pick up stride,

Let’s find the pride,

Let me see you shine,

Let self love that emanate through us reach those who seems deprived,

Hey you, my friend,

Meet me again

This time, long strides,

Head held high, singing a tune

Glowing in beam of self assured ness

For you will define,

Your- I am;

I am light, I am light

– Rupika Moitra

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