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POEM

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• Who Am I ?
• Silver Moon
• Dog
• My Visit to Jungle
• Monsoon
• Footprints
• Sunday
• Mr Knowall
• My Meaningless Friendship
• Hurt No living Thing & How doth the little busy bee
• Christmas
• Bhagat Singh
• Friends
• Nature
• My Escape
• Earth is Not Ours Alone
• Underground
• To See Me Smile & Three at a Table
• My Friend
• Not What I Expected
• Dear Candle
• Remembering My Friend
• Hope—the crusader
• Hungry
• Exams
• My Pen
• My Wish
• Why

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POEM
Hope—the crusader

	hope—the crusader
	Busting forth O’er boulders and rocks flows the river wild yet serene, So reckless in its form oh! So pure, so clean. Meandering through gorges, gliding through mountains Crossing all barriers, fighting all strains, And so, it wriggles its way home...A mission, Fuelled by one thing, just that one li'l thing called hope! ’Cause every time you are down, You always have hope to fall back on; And remember that when everything else fritters, Trust hope, it ne’er falters. When your dreams come crumbling down And the castles you built in air come crashing down, Never let despondency lead your way ’Cause, Rome, they say, was not built in a day. So, get ready to take o’er the world. Yes! The world is at your feet And hope is all you need!
	Written by: —Harini Sriram, Std XI, Computer Science, Holy Cross Anglo Indian Higher Secondary School,  Thoothukudi 628 003.

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