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It is said that the night is darkest just before Dawn breaks every new moon night gives birth to an exhilarating Dawn every tunnel ends in a sparkle of light you buried me with malice not knowing I was a seed you clipped my wings not knowing I would soon soar solo to the limitless sky you chained my feet With dead weights of treachery and deceit not knowing I would break free It was the lord’s grace that despite being buried I chose to burst through the cracks of the soil reborn as a seedling to grow into a towering Redwood buried Only to be Reborn.

Written By- Aabha Rosy Vatsa, (Faridabad).

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