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You are the urge that makes me live again.
The moment our eyes met,
The light of love spread into a spectrum of colours of a rainbow,
Uptill then my life was all black and white,
Now, her love has weaved a mosaic of colours in my life.
14/12/2020
I carry
a lot
But I
lost you
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