True self

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She stood still in the moment,

The camera captured her as she smiled,

At the corner of her eye was a tear waiting to come by,

The clicking sound started to hurt even more,

Someone who she isn’t she had to portray to the world outside,

She had to show she was strong and bold,

The world knew her to be so,

Inside she wanted to burst out and be free,

Away from all the people and all the empty lies,

She rushed and closed the door,

Droplets of tears dropped on the floor,

But she smiled for here there was no one to judge,

She was alone but still felt free,

And continued smiling even in this misery…

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The Memory

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There is an image in my head of the travels I made,

Which shouldn’t have come to an end,

There is an image in my head of my favorites ones I visited,

A memory still so fresh,

There is an image of the village I visited,

The country life I enjoyed,

The beautiful nature and spaces,

That calmness that comes by,

There is an image in my head of the river that flows and the sound which is a feeling one cannot deny,

The ever so long journeys on the road,

The pictures the scenic view that one enjoys,

The people we connect and meet and the learning experiences,

Definitely something worthwhile…