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Healing
Pallavi dubey
Poetry
Here I am picking my pieces,
Learning to talk.
It's not easy and neither a cakewalk.
Sometimes it's drowning,
Sometimes it's fine,
Slowly it gets okay,
And easy with time.
Let yourself breathe,
Open up and vent.
Do what makes you happy,
That's what matters in the end
I know it's crazy, you think you might lose.
But that's when you are changing, to be your own muse.
I know it's the 3 AM thoughts, that keep you up all night.
But trust me it will get better, just hold on tight.
Allow it to sink in, allow it to flow.
And one day it will all make sense, cause that is when you’ll start to grow.
-Pallavi dubey
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