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Feb 2021
let me reveal my cries
you are the reason for my surmise
but i hide them from everyone
not the tears but my eyes
when you will live my life
get ready to drown in darkness
this is not a game of flying high
but a race to grab the fallen kites
looks like i have forgotten how to smile
atleast no more lives the fakeness
Written by
Harshel
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     CJ Sutherland and Autumn
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