My legs tied up,
I crawl to traverse miles without a shout.
I do look right under my nose,
or sometimes dare to wander about.
But I dare not leave my path
may be it crooked or straight
Strong as I am I hold on to the toughest
Yet manage to be slender and watch my weight.
I unite the ones apart
I create magic of the heart
I crawl and crawl till I get short
But my journey of happiness creates a silver lined thwart.
Who am I ???
Write down the answer.
– Sana Kolekar –
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