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Nov 2016
The chill of the night seeps through my veins...
My foggy breath lingers, giving me a physical pain..
With cold hands and a sinking heart,
I look up to god and question his part,
In my life...
And then I see you standing in the light.
I know now for sure that I need no one,
Not just a better half, I've found my own personal sun.
Meshuka Rayamajhi
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Meshuka Rayamajhi  18/F/Nepal
(18/F/Nepal)   
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