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Jun 2020
As the rain falls
Sobbing with every drop
The sun sets
I see your cloud
Reminding me of how young
I was
The cloud disappears
As the sun finds its rest place
Among the oceans and tides
The sobbing stops
It was nice to meet you.
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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