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In my darkest dusks,

I see you and I as a whole.

All the moonlight showing upon us,

like we are perpetually the topic of the universe.

In the twilight, I get a glimpse of your bright side,

which was somehow overlooked by the sorrow and misery.

All those beautiful flanks of yours are mine to be adored,

I feel you are my entire galaxy.

Of every star in the form of hidden tears,

they are a sign of potency, not fear.

All the agony you haven’t shared.

I’ll be there even if I can’t hear and ask,

Why have you been so cruel to yourself, my dear?

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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