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Oct 2020
a memory
delhi monsoon
grey velvet-like the sky
cold wind and cold feelings enveloped
but
as the first drop fell near her heart
as she read the words over and over again
as she felt the first spark
as hope started to came near
the sky was no longer just grey
the wind was no longer just cold
it all was bitter yet sweet

a fantasy
it all gets better
i don't know what this is
Aashi Sinha
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Aashi Sinha  15/Gender Questioning
(15/Gender Questioning)   
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