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Poetry, a never ending tale. Though, you were just

Poetry, a never ending tale.
Though, you were just an acquaintance,
who used to pass often, from the path,
I always walked up on. 
But trust me, one casual day,
you made my heart, match your beat.

Though, you say, I composed you, with the little crystals,

Poetry, a never ending tale. Though, you were just an acquaintance, who used to pass often, from the path, I always walked up on. But trust me, one casual day, you made my heart, match your beat. Though, you say, I composed you, with the little crystals, #NojotoIIITM

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