My Diary, My Friend.


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When the stars twinkle,

The moon too looks at me.

I silently sit with my diary,

As the dim light shines,

The page becomes bright.

I hold my pen and begin to write.

There is so much within me,

And my words make it so much easy.

Everything looks clear,

As I look back in the form of story.

To the sleepless nights,

And to early mornings.

I live my dreams through my words

Talking to my Diary.

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