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The vacuum
The vacuum
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Crushed by the invisible hands my heart bled each day
and My spirited soul gently applied balm each day after dusk
My innocence slowly learnt to build a fort around my existence with the walls growing taller each day
Silence and serenity became my weapons to ward of the panic and chaos within
All my emotions and fervor were devoured by the vacuum in me
My laughter transformed into a stoic silence sans lines of feelings
Books were my ultimate savior in which I buried all my despair and received the nectar of knowledge in return
With time my despair turned into determination, perseverance and a new found hope, paving way to the success in my life.
