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The knock on my door is absent, Slipper's noise is replaced by murmurs of my mind, A visitor who was regular is missing, It's been a month now The room is the only world next to the person. Now I have only this room, Perhaps those who leave us are the ones who heap promises, Suffering is common theme in each event, Tears are limited like laughs, Someone is laughing on my behalf, I may laugh someday Only to cry again, But the repetitions are scary, not always, if we learn and hone our skill to manipulate the manipulator. I am not wise And who is wise? The wisest in this world begged for the presence of their significant others.
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Jun 23, 2023
Jun 23, 2023 at 3:00 AM UTC
A Visitor is Missing
The knock on my door is absent, Slipper's noise is replaced by murmurs of my mind, A visitor who was regular is missing, It's been a month now The room is the only world next to the person. Now I have only this room, Perhaps those who leave us are the ones who heap promises, Suffering is common theme in each event, Tears are limited like laughs, Someone is laughing on my behalf, I may laugh someday Only to cry again, But the repetitions are scary, not always, if we learn and hone our skill to manipulate the manipulator. I am not wise And who is wise? The wisest in this world begged for the presence of their significant others.
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25/Delhi
Jun 23, 2023
Jun 23, 2023 at 3:00 AM UTC
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