don’t keep asking please.
Having a mad day
Ritesh!
I find poetry
In every thing you say
How does it feel
Muse!
It is a Thursday
The brain is frozen
The summer melts us
Both
The world wants a piece
Of you, of me
I want to hear words
Your's
This coffee was good
I thought of you
Missed you, again
I
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