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Akshi Hargoon May 20
You threw her away
A seed which wasn't being used
She fell to ground
In despair, in a desperate attempt
To make something of herself
The dirt which she fell in, nurtured her
Provided her with all that she needed
Now she stands tall
A beautiful strong tree
Fulfilling her purpose
People always said, there's a light at the end of every tunnel - I never did believe that until I saw that light... In a person...

He brought out the best of me as well as the worst.
He could comfort me even though he was the cause of my untamed anger.
My calm exterior underneath which was a raging volcano of anxiety
One controlled by him so as to not let it possess my every pore and consume me

Being with him is like waking up to the sound of the birds chirping, the smell of fresh crisp air, the sight of mist covering the hilltops like a warm fluffy blanket. He is my sunrise on an overcast day. The rainbow after a storm and my *** of gold at the end of the rainbow.... He is my existence...

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