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The steep stairs leading to the wisdom,
Where the respected human and divine kingdom,
Walking up may make the legs tired and weak,
The lungs gasping for air, joints shriek,
Looking for something to hold and rest,
Railings look perfect not to get exhaust,
Heaviness of the body suddenly felt,
Carrying the bones and muscle to the top,
Thinking of the souls that are darkened and loaded,
How hard it will be for the souls to fly to the Lords.
poem
by
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
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