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As the rain drops fell on my face, I felt my inhibitions slipping away. The world was finding new paths to trace, While I was regretting and cursing the day. The drops soon turned to a rivulet, My mind was trapped in a mesh, The rivulet flowed seamlessly without any regret, I was losing this game of chess. As I looked around I found I was standing on a pool, I deftly played my master stroke, I had finally proved that I was no longer an infatuated fool. The final clash and all the shackles effortlessly broke..
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Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
Trapped and Freed
As the rain drops fell on my face, I felt my inhibitions slipping away. The world was finding new paths to trace, While I was regretting and cursing the day. The drops soon turned to a rivulet, My mind was trapped in a mesh, The rivulet flowed seamlessly without any regret, I was losing this game of chess. As I looked around I found I was standing on a pool, I deftly played my master stroke, I had finally proved that I was no longer an infatuated fool. The final clash and all the shackles effortlessly broke..
himani
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17/F/India
Jun 8, 2020
Jun 8, 2020 at 10:52 AM UTC
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