Hi,my name is Sanjana.Writing,for me,initially used to be a way to process and deal with new emotions and experiences...now it has become something i enjoy,and would love to do more of. If you see anything that could be improved,or just want to share your opinion please leave a message.thanks.
Lines.Lives. Every day, Day after day, Treading lines. Lives. Some set, Some a tangled mess, But how set is the unset? Eternal in its unrest. When skies blend into the seas, And when ink stains paper thin, When the sun shines bright, Through a veil of clouds shrouded. Treading lines. Lives. Blurred seamlessly Consciously, unconsciously, A million voices, a million thoughts, A million choices, a million asks, All an echo – eternal in its unrest. All the rights and wrongs. All the truths and untruths, All the things said and unsaid, Hanging on to lifelines, blurred.
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