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At the end of that road, there was a house. I had

At the end of that road, there was a house. I had heard that the people who went inside it would never return. And that always made me crave to know what lies inside it. I always used to begin my journey towards that house, but I used to stop myself halfway and hide, watching the ones who started the journey with me vanish behind that door forever. When I began to believe that I can never see what is in there, a butterfly sat on my shoulder. The beauty of which took my breath away and my heart craved for it. All I know is running behind it once it flew, and it took me inside the same home I had always feared to enter. 



- Akshay Vasu The house at the end of the road


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At the end of that road, there was a house. I had heard that the people who went inside it would never return. And that always made me crave to know what lies inside it. I always used to begin my journey towards that house, but I used to stop myself halfway and hide, watching the ones who started the journey with me vanish behind that door forever. When I began to believe that I can never see what is in there, a butterfly sat on my shoulder. The beauty of which took my breath away and my heart craved for it. All I know is running behind it once it flew, and it took me inside the same home I had always feared to enter. 



- Akshay Vasu The house at the end of the road


#house #akshayvasu #search #fears #butterfly #life
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