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Jan 2016
03
Why, when every breath you breathe
Is spent on locking up the heart,
Do you then wonder how time flies,
And how the world is set apart?

But however strange the world,
However swift the time,
A locked up heart is better than
A heart by pain defined.
Written by
eilaf  22/M/Pakistan
(22/M/Pakistan)   
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