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Nov 2018
Time blesses us
By drifting by
But holds a space
In our mind
Not in our heart
Until time stops
It
Clocks slay time... time is dead as long as it is being clicked off by little wheels; only when the clock stops does time come to life.
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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