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Dec 2020
I be an observer

I am a story teller

I am a story weaver

A keen lover

And my core, a ball of tales

Diverse in all aspects

My life indeed is a story,

Waiting to be told

Waiting to be known.

A glimmer of hope

A speck of light in the dark

That emanates from within

No genre confines me

No style defines me

I allow myself to grow

I allow myself that time

I just drift along

And carry with me the

Wisdom I acquire
khina maya ghimirey
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khina maya ghimirey  Bhutan
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