Joy of Freedom
In gray dusks of hills white doves fly, with
Abandon, ascending zealously,
Like lustrous stars twinkling from heavens!
They soar up, swim, dip in dark skies whilst,
Cartwheeling, clamouring, frolicking
Their rapture so vivid in rollick.
Once caged, they've turned their luck now and with
Undaunted persistence resolute
They savour their freedom, in triumph.
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