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Jan 2019
A story concluded before it even began
An investment you wanted but could not plan
Pulling my guts, singlet inside out
Veins tainted blue, from what he did to whom
Centuries of tremors, convinced there’s no cure
If love can’t build bridges, what good is love for
You gave me the reasons, I begged for the cure
The next girl you date, a ring on her finger
But a perfect recipe from a faith filled member
Kriti Gupta
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Kriti Gupta  27/F/Sydney
(27/F/Sydney)   
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   Poppy Halafihi
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