They were two extremes

She was a daring storm and 

he was a beautiful feather!

The storm asked the feather “How do you bare my rage even though it hurts”?

The feather said, “Your rage is pretentious, but you’re pure! I am a feather ready to pass through your rage because you are pretentious about your purity and beauty!

We both are prized possessions with the transparency of our hidden beauty”

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©Vidhi Ashar

 

 

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