Parenthesis
( I walk on the thin line
to move towards the parenthesis.
As an alphabet I balance the frail feet of mine
as I carefully change places.
I strive for a new me,
encompassed away from the crowd.
To accept a distinct identity,
secure and sound.
I have formed many a statements
Many a times I have been rubbed out.
Words stand in the way as I jump over the fences,
to land up within the parenthesis to avoid being wiped out. )
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