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Aug 22
how the joys of life
are always shared twice
the times which have gone
are still remembered to be drawn

Reliving them were the dreams
But were forgotten it seems
Roaming everywhere to recall them
But they were shattered like a gem

Trying to recollect them all was the intention
But they all were dwindled in the reflection
So wanted my consciousness
Was later awarded with liveliness
Written by
Pratyush Mehra
26
 
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