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Jun 2015
I tried to pursue it.
I kept on waiting.
But I guess it’s all not worth it
because it was not meant to happen anyway.

I cried every morning and every night.
I sat on a couch to witness the transition of time.
But I guess even my aches had forsaken and denied
the thoughts of both of us.
abs
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abs  jupiter
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