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  Or perhaps, of a love,

  that was not meant to last,

  forever.

  And if you ever chose to douse yourself

  in nostalgia,

  you may end up smelling like those dusty attics,

  that hold on to crumbling suitcases,

  which hadn’t been visited

  in a long time..

  Words

  One day, when you and I,

  grow old,

  I shall instruct my words to

  revisit and reconstruct,

  our lifetimes.

  They know the craft of

  turning back time..

  About the Author:

  Sanam Sharma

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