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Poetic mind

She
She is the language that people cannot speak
For she is silence
She
She is no more a paper heart that so easily burns
For she is an emotion
She
She is no longer a stranger
For she has found a home in herself
She
She is an idea of newborn life
For she tastes bittersweet
And to tell you the truth
She
She doesn’t look for comforts
For she find kinship in scars
Maybe because
She
She knows the face of harsh reality
That without the dark sky
we wouldn’t even look for stars…

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Travelling on the way to somewhere I belong😉

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