Ember

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By Nidhi Gohil Published 2 years ago • 1 min read

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Golden sun descends,

Horizon kisses the night,

Day whispers goodbye.

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Nidhi Gohil

When life took a different turn, I grew distant from people and closer to books📖. Since then, I started writing my emotions instead of speaking them.🍁

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