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Sep 2019
It is all about how we think
We fall towards what we lose
We love the one who is unreachable
We tend to forget who stays in front of us
We regret the chances we don’t take
We met the people who didn’t mean to remain
We touch the sky and hit the ground
We stand up again and lost in a crowd
Written by
Nazish Idrees  F/Lahore, Pakistan
(F/Lahore, Pakistan)   
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