He and She


He was like a Marionette ,
holder left him in the drizzle ,
now free like the drop of rain,
But left with the pain,
She finds him on clay,
her hands now working like a play ,
Broke his string ,
Gave power to his wing,
Now he is flying towards the summit,
Please ! smile , like you did it.


begins now , never ended

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