The heart has much to say,
A lot in its hidden secret,
Though it has its own way,
For long it has been on wait.

It has been burnt in life ray,
Sometimes could see it wet,
Passing through tough bay,
But has seen it pursue the fight.

In battlefield never sleep nor lay,
Despite of hardship weight,
It is always focused in tray,
Always not in fear to take the bait.

My heart my soul is like clay,
Easy to be mould not that tight,
Any song is ready to do play,
Every time is seeking for light.

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