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Feb 21
In quiet talks with you, my friend,
I must be true, and not pretend.
Our love's a tale that's reached its end,
No false hopes here, I can't extend.

Though once we danced in love's sweet glow,
Now it's time to let it go.
No promises to falsely show,
I must move on, let it flow.

So let's embrace what lies ahead,
And leave behind what's now been said.
My hearts will heal, though love has fled,
In letting go, i find instead.
learning Art of letting go.
Written by
Sonu Tyro  23/M/India
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