Sitting in the class, the 22 hr long cruise from one end of the world to the other,
sitting with each other, celebrating each other's identity and facilitating a bump free ride
I could not help myself
My mind kept on drifting
And
Somehow I kept on reminiscing the following lines...
When you walk through a storm,
hold your head up high,
and don't be afraid of the dark;
At the end of the storm,
is the golden sky,
and the sweet silver song of the lark,
Walk on through the wind,
walk on through the rain;
Though your dreams be tossed and blown,
Walk on,
walk on with hope in your heart;
And
You'll never walk alone,
You'll never walk alone.
here and now
2 weeks ago
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