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Jun 2020
It is an address I long to forget​
For it reminded me of those days​
Why remember those memories​
When it's just a fragment of the past,​
But now here I am ​
In the very center​
Emotions overflowing in me​
As I stand there soundless​
A mute observer​
Savoring every second​
With no greed of return​
With no sense of regret​
Written by
Neha Tabassum  17/F
(17/F)   
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