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Jul 24
You could not keep pace
with me. I wanted to give you what
I did not have. I don't like tears.

Do not fall in love.
My heart breaks when it snows
and the viruses laugh.

A periodic pain hurts.
When would science fail and
philosophy start music?
Written by
Satsih Verma
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