My mind is flattered,
But all left is scattered,
High above sky is universe,
Beyond there is multiverse.
Sometimes I feel lonely,
For a while there is heavenly,
Looking through a window,
All I found was a meadow.
Broken into multiple pieces,
Left to fend what ceases,
Scar is all that remains,
In the end is dreams.
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Haripriya, a dedicated writer who delves into the realms of technology, life, and personal narratives. Her journey in the world of words began.
