Problems have cut me like knife.
Each moment and every time,
A new storm have approached,
They have squared me,
They made me floored.
But after every storm,
I found myself flourished.
I have gone through hell of pain,
Problems showered on me as rain,
Difficulties and problems, after each one,
I've found myself a better person.
Whenever the hammer of time strikes,
I have repeated this in heart,
Have stone been a statue by carving
If it is afraid of stroke of hammer.
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