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Mar 2020
The sense of non-belongingness,
And the lonely stare at the stars keeps me cold.
My soul has ties to the lies of society and beliefs, yet
I am made of dust and mist.
The romance of the unexplored universe is an adventure
Yet entire beauty is down here - in a lover's kiss

Oh, faith,
Do play a part in my life
I just want to reset and rest
The stars don't talk to me,
Until the sun rays warm my face.
Sometimes thoughts are overwhelming and they just need to be written down.
FairlyCultured
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FairlyCultured  28/F/India
(28/F/India)   
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