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Oct 2018
My emotions run wild,
But the words confine.
Even if I murmur a word,
My wetty eyes will cry.

Back then,
The world was so big,
And I so small.
The whole empty me,
has no scent of her own.

But You made me begin.
So we Begin for us.
And now has come so far
And still many miles to go.

But now,
Amid all the Chaos,
Amid all the love,
Amid all the hope,
Amid all the seeking,
Amid all the Euphoria,
Amid all the grief,
Amid all the bewilderment,
You are leaving.
Leaving me,
To carry on all own my own.
As it is said.."For many who begin with us will not complete with us"... Whether It was destiny or coincidence we met ,we shared same dreams so begin same journey but somewhere in between our goals changed, priorities changed and I guess parting ways on a good note is best for now.
Apporva Arya
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Apporva Arya  21/F/India
(21/F/India)   
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