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Dec 2018
I render a wounded apology
for I've caused the hurt,
for I've ruined the peace
you were looking for.
Forgive me
for i am too nascent
in the handling of love.
And tell me how
a person used to so much loathe
adapts to the selfless love?
Because i too would someday learn
the art of holding you dear.
Don't leave,
Stay near.
Sumaira Asghar
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Sumaira Asghar  19/F
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