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Free Soul...

Soul with a spark within...
They always have a new beginning...

So cheerful and charming...
They're vibrant and happening...

Spreads happyness and smiles...
Which lasts for miles after miles...

But don't think they are positive all the time...
They have sorrows and have their own downtime...

They are being trapped and chained...
But what matters to them is what they have gained...

Irrespective of their cage, they're still able to fly...
They only think of flying higher in the sky...

Such souls are hard to find...
As they are one of a kind...

Their hearts troll...
They're the Free Soul...

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Abhishek Gorale

A software engineer by profession and a curious blogger by will. An ambivert who balances his creative and geeky sides.


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  2. Great work... Eternal soul expalined in simple words and easy way.....
    keep it goin...!!!!!!

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