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May 16
Shattered and scattered 
Pieces of heart lay strawn. 
broken echos loudly
in a silence that is profound

 Each sherd tells a story. 
of love that once was a hole 
now lost in darkness. 
of a heart that has grown cold
If only I could collect fragments of my heart, I would let your piece of memory come upfront.
sandip bohara chhetri
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sandip bohara chhetri  27/M/KATHMANDU
(27/M/KATHMANDU)   
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