I toil till dark for our sake,
Withering in flames of coal don’t engulf my spirit,
All sympathies for me just proof fake
Sharp comments and taunts I am to live with.
I sincerely adjust to all uncertainties and challenges,
Dominating beings trying to sabotage my existence.
The blazing events I tolerate in the furnace of proudly cages,
Only solace is your presence that stops my soul turning into embers.
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