It wasn't the dark of the night that she was afraid of,
It was the clouds, that takes her high above,
Away from the rooted ground,
Away from her guarded self.
-shobana-
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And then, one day, it brought on meaning, words that somehow had the power to control the mind's heartbeat.
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