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Oct 2020
I know what you are thinking
I've forgotten how you feel
Once spoken, the love's lost
When you crinkle an eyebrow
I know I have lost you for a second
Now you are no longer speaking to me
I know your words are endless fields of grey
Someday, I know I will remember you
And the words will describe someone else
You have married to this day
I hope you like this :)
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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