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Mayfly.
Sun-kissed nights, run wild and sure mornings, shrouded in grey walk slow, noons burn high, and so do the hearts. like dawns I linger, lik...
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Unarticulated thoughts hanging in my mind, Quivering, squirming, Spaghetti like, Noodles like, Soft, squashy… Unarticulated expression bubbl...
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Let’s write our destinies on the leaf of desire, Let’s bring back the dead from the burning pyre. Why smear some ash, some vermillion on the...
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Tensed tears and nervous faith, Downcast heart recieves, A shower of love at the metro station; The moments melt inside my mouth. A bewilder...
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