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Feb 2018
My love
is lonely
my loneliness
is breathing
my breath
is free
my freedom
is sleeping
my sleep
is Me
finding myself
amidst a
bunch of
leaves or
souls that
fell in
love once
and never
recovered from
the fall
or falling.
Srijani Sarkar
Written by
Srijani Sarkar  17/F/India
(17/F/India)   
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