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Sitting on a bus in Dehradun, I met a man. He told

Sitting on a bus in Dehradun, I met a man. He told me about his love, who was also his perfect friend. He misses the friendship, more than his relationship. Let me tell you this, he wasn't lonely, he was something worse. He was hopeless. If you saw his eyes, you would instantly know (poem in caption) *tears* Tears, if you ever cried, you have probably felt them. But, when you never cried, you understand them better.
Sitting on a bus in Dehradun, I met a man. He told me about his love, who was also his perfect friend. He misses the friendship, more than his relationship. Let me tell you this, he wasn't lonely, he was something worse. He was hopeless. If you saw his eyes, you would instantly know (poem in caption) *tears* Tears, if you ever cried, you have probably felt them. But, when you never cried, you understand them better.
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