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Jan 2018
At times I wonder.
Do you ever
think of me.
While gazing
at the stars.
When revisiting
the past.

Or am I
just
a memory.
Long lost,
forgotten.
Buried
deep down
in the shards
of time.
the unwritten note
Written by
the unwritten note  19/F/India
(19/F/India)   
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