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Sep 2017
Today you will see a sight very rare
I'm afraid to write about you because 
Ink makes me feel everything
To her I must be invisible
A burden, mostly miserable
The kiss I had been waiting for so long was
The kiss that was mine
You're my source of happiness
I don't know if you know, but
I carry you in the crown of memories 
So rest your heavy head,
On my comforting sleeve,
And make me bleed in love.
Sahir Bhat
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