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I went to my terrace, to talk with the moon about you,

He told me how he blushed seeing the sun,

while I was telling him about you.

The conversation went him to you when my eyes blinked,

Maybe I was more intrigued by you.

I could see myself falling for me again,

As there wasn’t somebody,

who disclosed to me my worth.

Who made efforts to exist in my reality.

When you glimpse, the whole world dance inside my belly,

Maybe this time, I want to be around somebody.

I should knit my soul with yours I feel,

I am a wanderlust, I can’t stop myself from leaving.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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