She bleeds the odes they began together,
But least anyone knew it would be hers forever.
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Tushant Uday, a psychology student lives a complacent life he wished with his high-school sister Ki...
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Past the twisty tides of countless days, Sailing the waves of inky moonlit nights, Crossing crests of woes, wraths and aches, Mending the endless curbs of fiery frights.
Let the playful dance of skies begin, May the hums of winds caress the chin, Let the kilt of gushing thrills surround, May the cues of cold calm the tears abound.
Lanced scars shall heal when oaths preceed, Wrung grims and mourns shall kiss defeat, Let the pain succumb to warmth in us, May the time shall come for lurks to hush.
Let the paths begin again to end the grief, Magical springs blooms flowers of life, With amaranthine dawns, souls shall reign, With tranquil smiles, the ode shall wane.
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