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May 2023
The coldness of the pouring rain
After a day spent sleeping on the benches
A smile that rises like a tide from a calm sea
Once you let go

These scenes woven together
By intimacy
Made beautiful by your hands
And destroyed by mine

The moon smiles when you look
And it hasn't been the same
Once I called out your name
From the nook of my heart
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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