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Comments about Saksham Malhotra
White of her eyes,
Snowflakes in May,
Curve of her lips,
Bribes each smile,
When each dream starts to feel like a sin,
When thoughts begin to bleed.
When I have visions of someone who's miles away,
Do I pine or is it my greed?
When I heave a pull at the threads of time,
Clinging miserably to memories from the past.
When I try to knock our worlds together
Oh, How long will this one last?
Mulling over the premises for these dreams,
Wondering, of it, what ...