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Sep 2020
Sometimes
We don't have anything to say
For that there is silence

Poetry is what fills that void
Replacing it with a love for words
As esoteric time passes
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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