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Aug 2019
Once again the time flows by
Not a moment I can remember
Wasted and war torn
Another summer left scorned
It’s funny, even when you make all these plans with friends to hang out and have fun you suddenly get slammed into a wall which reads β€œlife”. So the days go by, not a face seen and the only remembrance is the suns gleam.
Amad Tariq
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Amad Tariq  22/M/NYC
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