with this freshness on their face,
these people were from all genders all caste and all race,
but something was different about them they seemed so undistracted, so calm,so quiet,
unlike my restless soul within my head theres constant riot .
One of them didnt open his eyes,
but seemed to know when the sun would rise,
a preety girl I saw her move around ,
with grace she moved her feet although there was no music on.
they seemto be happy with what they have,
and they seem to do well with what they dont,
and here we juggle our lives with the things they lack,
we act so stressed like we are under constant attack.
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