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Window's Tale
The following is a continuation as well as the conclusion to a series of my Instagram posts ( part 1 , part 2 , part 3 , part 4 )! Tap/click on the respective parts to be directed to them. Do read all the posts(tap/click) for a complete experience. Picture courtesy: Myself Please read the text above the image before you read the following. As much as this is my story, its yours too. Despite being the toughest, I broke. Despite being the way to freedom, I could never move. And despite all this I am at peace today. I kept on searching for my identity on my skins, whereas I found them in my origins. All you need to do is realize where does your Window reside. Usually, it's found in the most broken and seemingly ugly parts of you. But once your roots start engulfing you, you will find your thrill inside-out just like I did. ~Window
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