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Art, My Sanctuary

When the world grew too vast and loud,
Art was the cloud where my soul was shrouded.
It offered escape when reality squeezed tight,
In strokes and shades, I found my light.
 
Peace wasn’t a place, but a canvas wide,
Where my emotions could play, seek, and hide.
In every line, every curve, I was free,
Art, my sanctuary, where I found me – Madhurima