"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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  • JoinedApril 13, 2021


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