In searching of treasure

Writing is a form imagination

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💬Part of her is wandering in the dark,

Searching for the light which she has to embark.

💬Tracing her footsteps which are hold by the damp mud,

Now she feels the feeling of heaviness due to that mud.

💬By her fears she has held inside her head,

But she has to carry on like a brave head.

💬She has a place where she has to stay,

Though her steps are dimming day by day.

💬She has alot to learn and learn,

Untill she becomes a little more grown.

💬Running from thoughts which are not in control ,

Continuously spiralling around her thrown.

💬Days can make you grow or regrow,

For which you have to allow yourself to let it go.

💬Even though she hasn't found out the true light of chance,

But passion is activated for some instance.

💬Going and going to see the new worldly faces,

Makes her feel a little more adventurous .

💬By unlocking the deepest treasures in her,

Now writing feels like a therapy for her.

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