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by Durgesh Das, August 31, 2020

This unknown thing is incomplete. unspeakable unheard meeting is incomplete,
How much do we love you,
What is that about whatsapp,
You have to meet together, and that night and that thing.
That night of yours is incomplete in my heart.
The heart cures from the fear of incomplete life even today,
because that thing of your nights is incomplete,
You who leave me, you do not know,
Now every night of life is complete, every night is incomplete, incomplete...

Written: August 2020
Tags: Relationships

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