Gloomy day

Gloomy Sunday
Where there is faith, there is love,
Where there is love, there is peace,
Where there is peace, there is God, and
Where there is God, there is no need.
Now tears are my wine and grief is my bread.
Each Sunday is gloomy,
Which feel me with a death.
Gaurav Dhwaj Khadka

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