That feeling was something different,
Where I was, dreamy about coming days
And eyes were gleamy and bright ,
Just like a little child .
The survival at that moment seemed fine ,
But when the storm hit,
There was a split ,
Between my mind and myself
Before the sunrise ,
I had to reach the destiny
I swam continuously
Minutes before the sunrise ,
I reached ,
I watched myself rise up from that storm
Just like that firey sunrise,
There I wrote a story of survival,
Beginning of one new chapter,
Of that brave journey.
!discovery 22
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