All has veered from what was anticipated. Every shadowed corner of that memory-laden domain is haunted by past traumas. He searches for escape, yearning for liberation. Yet he must not forget that, even in the darkest hours, dawn inevitably breaks.

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Some tiny grains of sand hold such immense egos that they envision themselves as towering rocks. Yet, when the wind blows, their inflated sense of self is scattered into the air.

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In the life labyrinth, Ophidiophobia unfolds as a metaphorical dance with someone who wears the guise of a friendly serpent. 'Bro' echoes like the hiss of a serpent, & beneath the camaraderie & 'bro' camaraderie lies the artistry of backstabbing expertise. Ophidiophobia fuels the struggle, yet within this journey through various realms, I strive to find strength, navigating the coiled intricacies with resilience & a wary heart, recognizing that in this intricate tapestry of connections, appearances may conceal the venomous reality.

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In the tender verses of his early memories, he was entranced by the tales of a flower that delicately blooms in the shadows. Echoing the fortitude of those blooms, he wholeheartedly embraces the journey to unfurl & thrive, mindful that the dusk will envelop him for a while.

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We will keep running
& in those beats of
burn & ecstasy ,
We need to keep living.

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Some goals are so worthy, it's glorious even to fail.

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When storm is over,
the remembrance of it
becomes a pleasure.

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They dance, they howl,
They whisper, they fight &
They even dictate my actions !

The more I isolate myself from the people,
I realise that all this mysterious noise is actually from the voices inside my head.

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A bend in the road is not the end of the road, unless you fail to make the turn.

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Never push a loyal person to the point
where they no longer give a damn

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