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Life was great When I was immature It turned gloomy and dark With maturity's spark I didn't had questions back then Now I have millions No one bothered me much Now everyone ***** I was in my own world Ans now I'm lost in emotional spur I had no friends to call mine When I had, they lost with time It was just one thing that never changed My bond with pen and diary That very thing which stayed Neither hurt me nor played....
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May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 6:21 AM UTC
Dear Diary