RUCKSACK

Rucksack.
We all have them.
We all carry them.
While some of us pack light.
Many of us are hoarders.
Who have never learnt.
To part with memories that no longer makes us happy.
Or to let go of toxic connections that only bring us down.
However I do think there comes a time.
When rucksack becomes a little too heavy.
Even for the strongest shoulders.
And we are forced to sit down.
Unpack and face the mess.
And figure out what to leave behind.
To move forward.

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I read. I travel. I become. © Kavya,2019.

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