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Aug 2022
The  paths crossed in a way,

Just like seeing the sun on a bright shiny day .

Imagining situations like finding a needle in a hay .

Can I stop the time and save it as my cache ?

I am gonna take my time and just disobey ,
The past experiences which haunts me in the  nights and these ****** days .

This day doesn't feels like as my everyday .

oh look ! I found someone , just like me gazing at the stars ,  coiffe

Finding where I am lost ,

Would have been good ,
if it was a dream I would say .

Silence screams now as if it's its payday .

Not in a court , being judged ,
staring at the Themis where she would sway.

long time , haven't seen myself around the things for which I used to pray .

The paths crossed in such a way ,

Ah ! in the end
I am  gonna be just okay ,

Yes,

just okay ..........
Satvik gupta
Written by
Satvik gupta  21/M/India
(21/M/India)   
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