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The Soul
A drop of stardust, a pinch of moonbeam,
A whispered promise, a heartfelt dream.
The soul is a river, flowing deep and wide,
A mysterious journey, where love is the guide.
It's the fire that burns, a flame that flickers bright,
A beacon in darkness, shining like a guiding light.
The soul is a garden, where love and hope reside,
A sanctuary of peace, where hearts can abide.
It's the whispered voice, that echoes through the night,
A gentle reminder, of life's precious light.
The soul is a canvas, where memories are painted bright,
A masterpiece of moments, that shine with delight.
Name:- Vaishnavi Shrivastava
Class:- IX
Jawahar Navodaya Vidyalaya, Vaishali, Bihar
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The Soul
A drop of stardust, a pinch of moonbeam,
A whispered promise, a heartfelt dream.
The soul is a river, flowing deep and wide,
A mysterious journey, where love is the guide.
It's the fire that burns, a flame that flickers bright,
A beacon in darkness, shining like a guiding light.
The soul is a garden, where love and hope reside,
A sanctuary of peace, where hearts can abide.
It's the whispered voice, that echoes through the night,
A gentle reminder, of life's precious light.
The soul is a canvas, where memories are painted bright,
A masterpiece of moments, that shine with delight.
Name:- Vaishnavi Shrivastava
Class:- IX
Jawahar Navodaya Vidyalaya, Vaishali, Bihar