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Aadya .

Abstract Tragedy Others

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Aadya .

Abstract Tragedy Others

What The Heart Wants...

What The Heart Wants...

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Nothing else matters when I'm inside me, lost in the cold winds by the side into an imaginary world beneath a stone too heavy to carry. 

What does it mean when I'm lost into unfathomable solitude inside the dead grave of a friend or flying in the freezing sky wandering through the reality into the hailstorm I created.

Doesn't it matter anymore when I'm with you by your side? 

An arc of everything wanting to curl in up, far away from reality into something I can call mine.


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