POEMS
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I don't know if i will continue this. it was a spontaneous poem that i came up with while dealing with a heart break so i don't know if it will happen again. see if you guys like it. do forgive the mistakes. it's my first time trying my hand at any type of poetry let alone tamizh, a language i am not well versed scholarly. but i felt it was worth sharing.
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