I am from sunsets, vinyls and city lights
A star gazer, dreaming of things beyond my sight
Leaving a whiff of lavender everytime
In little black dresses dancing through the night
I am from the earthy smell of fresh printed hardcovers
Discovering beautiful paths, getting lost on my way
Listening to seawaves crashing on beaches in summers
A plane ticket to an adventure in hand, a wanderer, a dreamer
I am from passing chits from the last bench in class
An infectious laugh, a dramatic flair
Quoting dialogues from movies, mimicking friends
A wild-child with long jet black hair
I am from jumping off cliffs and rollercoaster rides
Partying with loud music at night
To the small café down the street
Just me with my book, peace and quiet
I am from the hues of blue in the sky
From my parents’ joy , my nieces’ laugh
The lens of the dusty old camera on my shelf
Capturing memories as a photograph
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