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Aarna Gupta Aug 14
In every stranger,
I reckon for someone you used to be
Constant longing between endearment and danger,
I hanker on finding me

Storm in my brainpower,
immobilizing my control key
Reconciling our memories and begin to wander,
to where i'm supposed to be

Without any urge of venger,
wanting to submerge in a sea
I feel my heart splinter,
as I ask the waters 'Why always me?'

— The End —