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In the quiet of the night,
When the world is out of sight,
A heavy cloud, dark and deep,
Creeps into my mind, no sleep.
Thoughts like shadows, cold and grey,
Chase the light of every day,
A heart that feels a constant ache,
Eyes that cry though never wake.
Loneliness, my constant friend,
On this path that seems no end,
Hope, a distant, fading star,
Happiness seems just too far.
But still, within this shadowed gloom,
A single flower tries to bloom,
And though the struggle feels so long,
In the silence, I find my song.
Words are the paintbrushes of the mind, and with each stroke, I strive to create a masterpiece that leaves a lasting impression.
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5 | AkankshaC | 93 |
6 | Udeeta Borpujari | 86 |
7 | Rahul_100 | 68 |
8 | Anshika | 53 |
9 | Srividya Ivauri | 52 |
10 | WriteRightSan | 52 |
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3 | Udeeta Borpujari | 209 |
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