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– Jummin Rime<\/strong> A wind that knows no chain, A quiet place when nights are still, Hidden deep, yet always near, It strikes at times, so unforeseen, It\u2019s something felt, not always shown, \n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" – Jummin Rime Class VIII, VKV Kharsang A wind that knows no chain, A blend of joy, love and pain. It dances with the fearless sun, Whispers hope when the day is done. A quiet place when nights are still, Strength of hearts with iron will. Freedom\u2019s power, so bold, so rare, In precious moments, […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-249929","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-spark"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/249929","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=249929"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/249929\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=249929"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=249929"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/arunachaltimes.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=249929"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nClass VIII, VKV Kharsang<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nA blend of joy, love and pain.
\nIt dances with the fearless sun,
\nWhispers hope when the day is done.<\/p>\n
\nStrength of hearts with iron will.
\nFreedom\u2019s power, so bold, so rare,
\nIn precious moments, it lays bare.<\/p>\n
\nFelt by all, though unclear.
\nLike a winter breeze that stirs the day,
\nOr watching the sunset by the bay.<\/p>\n
\nRevealing what freedom truly means.
\nA concept hard to neatly define,
\nYet aligns when troubles resign.<\/p>\n
\nIn joy and peace, its truth is known.
\nHowever you find it, or where it may be,
\nFreedom\u2019s rich wealth is waiting, free.<\/p>\n