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Oct 2020
You're thick but you try,
Often the truth makes your blood thin
Stars die,
Like a whisper in the wind.
There are those concealed truths to control yourself, even forgive yourself and ultimately help yourself. Sometimes getting to the truth ain't ever worth it.
Shubhankar Mathur
Written by
Shubhankar Mathur  25/M/India
(25/M/India)   
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