With each passing day and the chase
The world is just a crazy race
Oh, look! the storms just past
Come smile and give me that laugh
Like the mountains here I stand strong
The winds cannot chase this grace
Hear me aloud oh pouring rain
The sun is shining just a mile away
The strength I get from within my soul
Can break the strongest of graves
This is the chance I prove to all
I am not just a pretty face
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Charu is a young dreamer, highly adaptable to new innovation. Being open-minded she is passionate to accomplish a high level in freelance writing and research. From being in-charge of circulating various reports and minutes of meetings to members of the research team previously, she is now willing to contribute to poetry, high-quality content articles in various topics and blogs for websites.
Latest posts by Charu (see all)
- Pretty Face - 31 Oct 2018
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