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by @devyani-mahajan

I don't want to be of a deep intellect I don't want to ruin my bus rides by staring through the thick mist trying to make everything look clearer I don't want to sit,on a lazy Sunday and think about my past and all the wrongs and all the rights and all the people and all. I  require peace,yet it is like a cloud. You want to hold it tight but you realize that you're groping  at nothing.
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