When your beliefs are broken, you understand better; actually what reality is.
You recognize that you’re not anymore a mongrel of unidentified breed. You thank your time and luck that have rejoined with you. A new yellow morning helps your lungs breathe in new stack of fresh air. You start breathing hassle-free.
The unseen creepers of gloom, which were entwined to your heart gets decayed.
Your only sky above, again become cloudless, permitting you to think what were the memories lost? do memory ever get lost?
You see a flock of birds flying to their destination. They know their route, but you seek for yours. When you start seeking for the path you’ve to trudge, and the oath you’ve to keep for, the clear blue sky; which were once your inspiration to ablaze your dreams in shades of red will once again back your lucky stars.
You feel at the center stage, once again, you’re no lesser than a star. You re-discover the liberty that was guised in the oblivion that was until now. This very morning you are liberated. you seek for the better you.
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