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Gray…

Heart is a fragile muscle,
Mind is a strong train
It is for you to stop the muscle
And to start the train

Unfolding infront of someone,
Who doesn’t want you is not worth the blunt.
Be it anyone,
You might ask who to unravel upfront.

Do it with yourself.
Jot it down.
Living life as someone else,
Won’t it be a huge frown.

Think what helps what doesn’t,
What is there to be and what doesn’t have to be.
Replace those, erase those,
Because it is upto you, how you take your dose.

©2020 Arshnoor Kaur Chadha. All rights reserved.

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A bibliophile by heart and a bubbly girl who wanted to start a blog since 7th grade but is starting in..........

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