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Dec 2019
Why was I , A passing moment?
If you would've stayed a bit longer,
At least, I would be a memory.

Why were you a whirlwind of flurries?
Melting before you could settle.
I am the Arctic snow,
Buried deep, are a million memories.
Blissful Nobody
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Blissful Nobody  38/F/India
(38/F/India)   
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