Letting Go
Baggage gets heavy
she lost her sunflower way before she knew it.
Life always been a desert to her
moving back and forth between mirage and reality
she lost the track of it
and lost herself before anyone could reach out
The reality is so deserted that
she found home in the illusions of the mirage showed
But time was up
wake up to realise her worth
Had to letting it go as,
choice was never hers to be begin with.
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