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Nov 2018
I fly.
Revealing the unbearable lightness of being.
I flutter.
At the joy of embracing your fragrance.
I fall.
Into frills of flamed thoughts glistening your shadows as you walk away.
I flee.
Together with the endless memories beholding "Us".
I fear.
Archana Durairaja
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Archana Durairaja
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