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Jul 2021
When the waves of turbulent ocean, waves calmly all of a sudden..
the wind carries me to the blissful past,
transcending myself to other nation..
smiles and laughter of him ,all I could remember..
cause would he never let his cries to travel far in air...
I'm the one who keeps him lively he say..
all I did has nothing to gain, but a whole world of happiness
to share in my own way...


I can't change the dramatic genre of your story , you confirmed..
but you won't face it all alone as we agreed....
I only wanted you to stay away from desperation...
so that I made some reasons without any hesitation...
but I ain't noticed that my life was heading to bound..
I know I have to see before you, my end..
but I'm glad that I could share some happy stories before I bend..


but give me some time to confess little more..
that the happy stories I made you to listen..
or the happy endings I made you to believe..
was nothing but a sweet lie, told only to bring ,
that flawless curve from your face....
Shwetha SB
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Shwetha SB  19/F/India
(19/F/India)   
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