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Aug 2019
It sometimes impossible
To listen to good stories
Without laughing at the good parts
That’s why I laugh at my life
Yearning for you
In yesterday
Today’s tomorrow, I have the night off this red sky
Burned out my nightlamp, waiting for the sun
The moon was blue, you burn in the background
The endless discipline of praying to the God’s of the year
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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