The battle grounds..Of before, then, now and after..
The anticipation of resolutions..
Of days ends..
In light, In sight..
On verdict of Judgement actions..
Body language speaks signs..
No words relied on..
For that can be manipulated..
By man..
For battles fought....
Of one’s won and lost..
A chance whisker of clarity..
In breaks from old paths..
A hope for change..
Fingers crossed...
On anticipations of ...
Locked in handshakes..
And religion is world peace..
From dreams to reality..
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