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Jul 12
I am in the pursuit of my own greatness
something that was written for me way before i was born
a choice i had to make
a choice i would eventually make
it hides in the little corners of everyday shenanigans
it lies folded in the crevices of the sighs and wonders

a magnetic pull that my eyes cannot see
a blaring scream that my ears cannot hear
Written by
Azelea V  24/F/India
(24/F/India)   
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