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Sep 2020
The aim was to move on,
To leave everything behind.
To stop looking forever,
For the things I couldn't find.

One moment.. only one,
With some peace within my mind.
To live a life with love,
With respect and dreams ..but nevermind.

Holding onto something,
I was sure to be mine.
Reflecting on my heart,
As it made my eyes shine.

To lose the rest,
I started to despise.
Be the work in progress,
Where I taught to hide.

A drink of my fears,
To understanding in disguise.
To feel free of burden,
While emotions gathered in a pile.
Gulishta
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Gulishta  28/F
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