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Oct 2020
His laugh lights my world up.
And I know I want to say,
That the brightest stars pale in comparison to him
But somehow I can't bring myself to.

He's busy,
I mutter to myself.
Rita
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Rita  19/F
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   Eshwara Prasad
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