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Feb 2019
you were the treasure
   at the end of the rainbow.
      The rainbow dispelling hope after the storm.
            The storm that quenched the drought.
               the drought that birthed the thirst.
                  The thirst that craved a companion.
                     The companion who led the way.
                        The way that never was.
Sehar Bajwa
Written by
Sehar Bajwa  19/F/bermuda triangle
(19/F/bermuda triangle)   
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