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Nov 2017
Their hands were not mixed when they left
Why did they go, even not told  that?
It looks like they are just coming to return
They even not shattered the lamp
Maybe they should be meet but  bet is to search
they did not erased their foot steps
Every time they left me in  anxiety
When will they return? they never told
they  did not left me of any mean
And they did not even get  me mixed in the dust
when they left
kainat rasheed
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kainat rasheed  19/F/pakistan
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