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Never Enough

But I went through

I grew, still the tree could more.

I learned, still the genius could more.

I saw, still the wanderer could more.

I fought, still the struggler could more.

I suffered, still the other could more.

I screamed, still the victim could more.

I cried, still the rain could more.

I died, but the dead couldn’t more.

©Nimisha Sharma



A small town girl who studies in the normal times, the other high times, she creates herself and the downtime is for putting the experience into words. Writing about things, imaginations, reality, etc.

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