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Growing apart
Yes, we met to grow apart someday..
In the stillness of night, mind wanders to seek them..
who became fond memories or subjects of condemn..
A quest to seek solvent to unsolved relation conundrum..
The life's core made by them bit by bit.. atom by atom..
Yes, we met to grow apart someday..
Their existence and vitality once made living reverberant
Traces lying of them in the distant...
Saturday 13th April 2019 9:06 pm
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