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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.

We spent a life time loving, to write an ode to heartbreak in the end.

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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Bleed gracefully without a sigh, until this universe runs out of pain.
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I hope my poem touches your soul and tickles your feet. As it is a river, river of my molten heartbeats.
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