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Dec 2012
Given a life to ****,
I know I killed mine,
It was with you I became,
Without you I came undone.

That old life of ours has come to pass,
You have already been reborn,
I have learned to live without you,
Still, the memory of how you made me feel stays.
I cannot explain why I love you more than my life.
Ankit J Chheda
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Ankit J Chheda  28/M/Mumbai
(28/M/Mumbai)   
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