She has a life like a candle
burning like a candle without thread
without flame
just melting
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Itinerary is too much crowded
Errant thoughts make it vulnerable
I wish to walk alone
Clumsy flowers on my deathbed smell badly
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मेट्रो में सफ़र करते हुए
रोज़मर्रा की जद्दोजहद झेलते हुए
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