Friday, October 09, 2015


By Sunaina Patnaik at Friday, October 09, 2015

I looked at the stars and wondered why.
I fervently hoped the endless sky would heal me.
I panicked, strode across the room restlessly.
And when I couldn't fill the void, I let words pour out.
It was words that fixed me, even when you couldn't.



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