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The sky has turned dark, With an eerie silence, it has clouded like the- Hurt in me. Gone are those days, The light brimmed Like a fluttered bee In the flowery garden. Nothing lasts forever, It's just a belief. Eventually all of it ends, Then the monsoon began. I couldn't fathom, Anymore of anything, For which, i cannot trust, Cause of all of it, a lie. The dark clouds have, Started to break. Pebb...
Monsoon?
Jul 08, 2023
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