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Mar 2017
Have you ever come across someone so inexplicably flawed?
Yet so beautiful,
I’ve accepted you in every sense,
I’ve accepted you as my friend.

It’s been years since we last met,
But your face is still fresh in my memory,
Your little black mole around your lips,
Your warm soft hand always locked in mine.

We took rounds of the school,
Talking of things we knew never could come true,
If time would turn back just for us,
I would still walk around the school with you.
ishika keshari
Written by
ishika keshari  mumbai.
(mumbai.)   
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