Intense Fire
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Never feel
And reveal
Sadness
On face
It shall not help
But render slap
As people may make joke
And use harsh words to speak
It is their job
You do not feel robbed
Get little fresh
And bravely face
Tears should not fall
In open and call
That you are weak
It should never speak
You are brave
And has never craved
For any undue desire
But faced only intense fire
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