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Oct 2020
I put my guard down
as I enter that place called home
I meet people with whom I share my blood
The ones who are precious to me...
The ones who know the real me...
My life becomes a party
And they are the songs.
The heart which is cold
And the smile which is lost for others
Becomes a warm one and smiles come out like stars.
We laugh together...we cry together
And at the end I close my eyes to thank God for them.
I love them...because they love me unconditionally
Khaab
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Khaab  18/F/I don't know
(18/F/I don't know)   
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   Sushant, Cné and Zoi Ardens
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