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In the silence of our unspoken heartbeatsEntrusted my stars of love wereSmeared with your endearmentsSettled my heartbeats wereBut in the certain haphazardness Succumbed to the dryness of your heartless heartThe smell of my night jasmineGot dried.Also, i

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pranju chakrapani

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