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Aug 2020
I put my heart on a line,
Found a friend to confine.
In a conversation about struggle,
And the identity of mine.

Words spoken out of misery,
I catch them in my throat.
Made it crystal in the end,
Breath started with a jolt.

Faith and confidence,
With my hand on my heart.
I made a fool of myself,
A fool out of my want.

But let the ball keep rolling,
Let the bridge keep us apart.
A misplaced walk of desire,
Concluded......in shards.
Gulishta
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Gulishta  28/F
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