A year passed
Every year passes with some learnings
All my mates of wattpad aren't here anymore
I didn't understand How my life changed from wattpad to instagram
Beneath each scar, a seed will grow,
Through storms and trials, strength will show.
From whispers deep, a bloom will rise,
A soul reborn beneath the skies.
Do not measure yourself by storms endured,
but by the light you gave while the winds raged.
Even in nights without stars,
your glow may guide another home.
@JoydeepLion#-# ok that’s fine ig well u r joy •~• if i m right #-# should i tell you my fake name? As i m thinking to hide my real identity #-# after five years
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