So sore I was, fighting demons
In this vast, yet vastless land
Demons of my own.
Bruised, Cut, Burnt,
Almost without Life.
But you found me again, friend
When I was just giving it all up
Like a balm soothing my pain,
Like water cleaning the dirt.
At the end of it all, I peer
Within me is Hope
Of an Oasis in the Desert.
And my Guide, You
Dear My Friend.
-Dishna Phukan
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