Chasing away...
Disbelief.
And unfaced can't replace,
What was near.
Chasing away...
Disbelief.
Doesn't heal any wound,
One still feels.
Chasing away...
To believe that which goes,
Isn't there ready to visit...
More effective when reminisced.
Chasing away...
Disbelief.
And unfaced can't replace,
What was near.
Chasing away...
To believe that which goes,
Isn't there ready to visit...
More effective when reminisced.
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