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Mar 6
Nothing is duller than the ache
For what was never Ours
A Phantom casts no Lover
Nor answers when implored

Cease the Calling Ghostly Whim!
The Wind will not return
A Flame once fed on Vacancy
Must teach itself to burn
Itself to Burn!
Stop!!!!!
Written by
Sunamin Tamang  17/M/Nepal
(17/M/Nepal)   
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