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The Light Amidst the Darkness
There are times when sorrow comes knocking to our door and we can’t just ask him to leave and never come back. We invite him inside our territory just like a VIP guest on a party. His words are so inviting and his eyes twinkling just like bright stars on the firmanents. But sorrow will devour us just like lions hunting their prey.
Though darkness had trapped a part of our being yet their is light amidst the cage of a pitch-black dungeon. And this light will be the lamp that’ll guide us through the escaping tunnels of this prison. Soon we will be free from these bars that locked us up and feel the kisses of the fresh natural wind.