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Jul 2018
I'm the creator of me,
I'm the destroyer of me,
It's my choice what I choose,
It's my thought,
Which isn't binded to anybody's oath,
Because I know that I'm one for myself,
& I know I'm the only one to take care of myself ,
& now I know it that there isn't anybody to save my respect,
I'm a fighter,
I'm a writer,
I'm the one with my own story,
& they are nobody to be nosey,
Because I'm the gusty waves of a change,
I'm the thunder of anger,
& if they try to **** in,
They won't last longer,
To them left is only to accept me as I am,
Else this thunder will destroy them....
Just trying to be myself!
Shruti Dadhich
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Shruti Dadhich  18/F/India
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