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Mar 2018
For too light an love it was-
Of her,  amidst the storm,
That winds do carry away,
With leaps and bounds,
To boundless.
For too heavy was his emotions that,
He decidedly swayed onto the,
Reminiscence of 'wind blown love'.
Sometimes the spring is too brutal,
As winds carried,
Thrones and fire from her
Blazing his emotions-
But far enough to be-hold,
And much nearer to sink.
Written by
Mayukh Saha  18/M/Utopia
(18/M/Utopia)   
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