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Jan 2018
The light often dazzled her sleepless night,
she spent that midnight blue,
faced the stars, rays of moon,
the sweer clouds and somenight rains wet her skin..
But that light never left her alone.
It warm'd her wet skin,
make her enough swith,
She reached her goal she ever wanted.
Now, somewhere she feel the light
As blessings of her lost loving
Grandmom.

#light #faith #blessings #goal
Sometimes some memories and guidelines of someone you love takes you to the goal.
Udeshna Bhuyan
Written by
Udeshna Bhuyan  24/F/Assam, India
(24/F/Assam, India)   
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