My thoughts were rein-less ever,
but when freedom was endowed to me,
I was lost, in an endless blanket,
that I strived to find a seam.

But that seam when I did find,
that blanket lost its warmth,
loneliness left me cold, and I knew,
it isn't life when lived unharmed.

by Chaitanya Dorwat

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