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written by: Shruthi Shankel
In the dark
Searching for something
I didn’t know
A chill stuck to my skin
Yet a warmth inside
The line of darkness collapsed
As a crack let the sunshine in
Amidst flowers & berries I stood
A garden, as beautiful one could imagine
The search did not exist in fact
For the very place I am, was my search!
When the words come to me, fill me up to the brim, I write and let it out!