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Jan 2019
End
So here it comes
The unseen end
The unwanted bend
And I think the dried roses
Was keeping us held
Together in love
Unseen but bold
But here it comes
The unseen end
The unwanted bend
No more roses to dry
No more tears to cry
A silent goodbye
The unseen end
The unwanted bend
TheIntruder
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TheIntruder  Nepal
(Nepal)   
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