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Fading verse.Withering, yellow, moth-eaten being.Blotchy, dusty and falling apart at the seams, Bound no more having bound many woe-begotten dreams.Dried ink set in time, crumbling to dust.Drunk with secrets from days of yore.Fragile, delicate, radiating

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Nikita Banerjee Bhagat

blogs from Mumbai

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