Her Own

By Bhavneet Bajaj

A broken identity,
Hiding in the shadows; free-spirited yet bound,
In shackles, waiting to be found.

She dances to meet her soul,
In spaces that are forever her own.

Through her dance these spaces breathe,
And take her far,
Into the light that frees.

Art, Conceptual, Personal Work

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