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May 2020
I clear and collect the rubble
That crumbled castles have left behind
Dreams that are seen amid sunshine
Go frightfully cold in the still night


Hurting my presence,dreading my absence
My blanket shields me from the cold stares
My pillow lays my fears to rest
And in the dark,I start my quest
Written by
Deepika Prasad  20/F
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