"Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence."

― Rabindranath Tagore

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Adrika | 17 |  Trying to navigate

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I've got a wooden door, 

and I've set up my oars- 

with the key to walking on the clouds. 



 And I know what is there, 

secrets and broken chairs- 

softer than the whispers of the crowds.

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