The day you left,
when there appeared a cleft.
I too deported silently.
You kissed the sunshine
and i live in a place full of mist
that i can never call mine!
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Azure...A collection of emotions
PoetryWhen you lose someone, you try to remember that last time you saw them. and most of the times it is a blurry memory, because at that time you had no idea it would be the last...
