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Mar 30
I was walking through the desolate woods.
I saw two paths.
One was quiet, with fewer footprints,
The other filled with souls tearing each other apart.

Everyone told me to go for the deadly path,
But I chose the silent way.
Even though it was difficult,
Love and truth still lit my stay.
Path of God might seems to be the most difficult path but it is the most beautiful path ever.
Written by
Shambhavi  19/F/India
(19/F/India)   
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