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Souvenir

Writer: Hashtag Kalakar
Hashtag Kalakar
Dec 25, 2023
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By Aniket Patil


The world we built took a long time.

We had hard left but we are alright.


Things you love and I love were different.

We couldn’t elude this elation.



My mind became a rucksack that had a void within.

You ample me with the memories and lent me a grin.


The voyage I escaped will be revered.

My every breath I shall consider as a souvenir.


By Aniket Patil




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