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Apr 2020
Our love should be heard
From rooftops
From clouds
As day passes
This love will stay
Like the sun the next day
But, with you
I see no tomorrows
Only a promise of better things
Such promises are meant to be broken
And I am destined for sorrows
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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