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So Omkara had ran away from his school in Dehra dun that evening. Midnight was approaching and he had no where to go. Large coniferous trees lined the slanted path he took, the air was chilly. The large shadows of the trees moved as the wind rustled their branches. Om was oddly at peace, darkness was something he craved for, something he loved. He wasn't afraid of the darkness as much as he feared the light. He climbed by the line of trees and sat down by a willow near the top where it was flat. The place was very familiar to him, he leaned on to the trunk and gazed down upon the valley on the other side. Lights dotted the valley mirroring the sky which was dotted by gazillion stars. He was at peace
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It reminds me of Pablo Neruda's line, Under your skin, the Moon is alive!!😳
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