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Temporary

When you care about things that don’t matter,

you are putting yourself in a cage

within it, you are hustling to fly.

I don’t want to listen to them, I swear,

but when they utter something, I lose all my sense.

Why did I let them come close to me,

With all the connections I lost my identity.

They say they care most humbly,

I prefer to be hidden in a world of everything temporary.

-Riya Shah

By Ray

POET| CONTENT WRITER| BLOGGER

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