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Nov 2015
You are an unhealthy addiction,
an unwise decision,
an inane question.
You tell me to come a little closer,
tell me that this world will soon disappear.
Watch me burn our promises mid-air.
Tell me that meeting you was fate.
axr
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axr  18/F/India
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