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Unrelated Rhymes
- Gurdit
- May 23, 2019
- 1 min read
It’s hazy,
The reason,
Why I feel this way.
It’s clear,
I know,
To hold tears away.
It’s not like,
Any other day,
Cumbersome in any way.
It’s like,
Stealing a heart,
With a glance everyday.
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