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20h
A moment.
The sound of busyness in the traffic.
The soothing fresh air touches my bunch of hair strands.
The warmthness of the morning sun
The sunshine scatters at the entrance.
Thoughts about how toxic some persons are.
Also how good our people had the urge to make us happy.
And how some people can go crazy about us.
Remainders of regrets.
Written by
Amulya Sharma  19/F/India
(19/F/India)   
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