Some People are Magic; Rest are the Illusion of it.

She was whimsical magic
Why?
Because she would observe people.
Absorb the worst from them
And fill them up with her best,
And she would always ace in this test.
Slowly darkness caped her
And light escaped.
She could have cured,
But looking at the peace she had created, she
was reassured.
She thought her duty was to mend
all the broken souls which were darker than
coal.
But this duty brought her to her end.
And who am I?
The guy who could see through her lie.

Gaurika Taneja.

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