I Accept My Reality
I accept
All the things around me
The harsh warmth of an Indian afternoon,
The confused colors of the evening,
Sheer darkness of night regardless of moon,
And everything between the end and beginning.
I have been trying to change my life,
But all I could change was my perspective.
I can’t seem to change the story, Though I attempt to shift the narrative.
I’ll fulfill m...
Friday 6th September 2024 5:30 pm
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