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Life was a night without the moon, Soaring in darkness. Life was a dark tunnel Seeking the light at the end. Life was no more without a light When she streaked at my sight. Blue  blemished, bearing the white. Purple purged out the pure emotions. It's her eyes that are revealed And colours are ephemeral lasting at a flick.
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
Colours are ephemeral while her eyes are at my sight.
Life was a night without the moon, Soaring in darkness. Life was a dark tunnel Seeking the light at the end. Life was no more without a light When she streaked at my sight. Blue  blemished, bearing the white. Purple purged out the pure emotions. It's her eyes that are revealed And colours are ephemeral lasting at a flick.
abhinay-renny
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
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