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Once you said, I remember Angel decompose in frog's roar. my sublime thoughts tried to knot you But you like vapour always escaped me. //Caption the blur line between the lake and my thoughts, I doubt your existence there, The duck sips hollow water And the fishes dances in cosmic vibes, the tunnel through some rythmn passes. Only metaphors of fast moving car

Once you said, I remember Angel decompose in frog's roar. my sublime thoughts tried to knot you But you like vapour always escaped me. //Caption the blur line between the lake and my thoughts, I doubt your existence there, The duck sips hollow water And the fishes dances in cosmic vibes, the tunnel through some rythmn passes. Only metaphors of fast moving car

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.... •Two Naphthalene Balls• Breathing the one the naphthalene took the aura of sublimation between the two naphthalene placed in between

.... •Two Naphthalene Balls• Breathing the one the naphthalene took the aura of sublimation between the two naphthalene placed in between

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मै नूर-नूर ओर बहती जाऊ और हूर-हूर बनती जाऊ। गुरूर-गुरूर में रहती जाऊ। चूर-चूर तुझे मैं करती जाऊ। नादित मै बनती जाऊ। अपनी खुशी मै ढूंढते जाऊ। //whole in English in the caption. I found myself undraped after being draped in saree. But this undraping was just the silence of being trapped in his love. I went stumbling and stumbling from doors to doors. But never knocked my own door. I sought help from others, rather than asking ownself. After his only love for my vagina and not me, I left him. And I travelled doors to doors. But no door was open for me. I fell and rose. I listened to tortures and many piercing words. And hence, I started living with my cacophony. I w

मै नूर-नूर ओर बहती जाऊ और हूर-हूर बनती जाऊ। गुरूर-गुरूर में रहती जाऊ। चूर-चूर तुझे मैं करती जाऊ। नादित मै बनती जाऊ। अपनी खुशी मै ढूंढते जाऊ। //whole in English in the caption. I found myself undraped after being draped in saree. But this undraping was just the silence of being trapped in his love. I went stumbling and stumbling from doors to doors. But never knocked my own door. I sought help from others, rather than asking ownself. After his only love for my vagina and not me, I left him. And I travelled doors to doors. But no door was open for me. I fell and rose. I listened to tortures and many piercing words. And hence, I started living with my cacophony. I w

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A heart breaks only to remain broken and make learn to live as broken and not to leave the broken. //captioned. Reached with a down face and legs squinting in different directions at the crack of the silence. She pressed, pressed and pressed the button of the lift and the lift lifted and lifted itself downwards. The door opened slowly and slowly and she entered the lift. She had a wine bottle in her hand. And she broke it on the lifts floor. Breaking the silence of silence.

A heart breaks only to remain broken and make learn to live as broken and not to leave the broken. //captioned. Reached with a down face and legs squinting in different directions at the crack of the silence. She pressed, pressed and pressed the button of the lift and the lift lifted and lifted itself downwards. The door opened slowly and slowly and she entered the lift. She had a wine bottle in her hand. And she broke it on the lifts floor. Breaking the silence of silence.