WISDOM OF VICTORY

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WISDOM OF VICTORY
The exalt from every ounce of oneself,
A soul that has no fear.
When every drop of bloodshed counts,
When the destination is so near.

When tears screens your sight,
The count of blisters on body is lost.
The face of life is blurred,
When no one knows what it cost.

Wisdom is not the count of grey hairs,
It’s the drop of tear at victory when all is lost.
That can give you sleepless nights,
It’s that mesmerizing thought.
Dhrubjyoti

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