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silent battles

Beneath a lamp’s exhausted glow,

I chase the truths I barely know.
Each page a mountain, high and steep,

Each word a whisper, stealing sleep.

The walls are lined with scribbled fears,
The floor is stained with midnight tears.

Yet somewhere deep, a spark remains,

To rise again through sleepless pains.

Oh fragile heart, don’t break tonight,

For dawn will bring a softer light.

These tests are storms that come and go,
But strength will stay, and courage grow

NANDINI SABOO
GRADE 11
NAND VIDYA NIKETAN
JAMNAGAR

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