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Jan 2018
Strange is this feels,
The feels strangely unreachable,but crystal clear,
This strange lonesome,in this sea of strangers,as it seems,
Strange are those emotions,you gave with no hiding ,but misinterpreted,
Strangled by your own strange thoughts,which have no end,doesnt have any loose ends,
Killing your wants each and every second is strange,
Killed by this bizzare strange expectations and reality created by the
God to summarise or to blame him,
Strangely stranger it gets at every steps of space whose next step is invisible,but you made a move anyway,but still fail to reach your strange destination,
Strange is you,thats what is percieved,
Its strange.
Written by
kshitiz mehra  shimla,india.
(shimla,india.)   
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