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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.

And then writer in you is so homesick of pain, that you plead your wounds to bleed and ache.

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Unlike our flesh and bones, our souls always share a common religion. The religion of art.
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I hope this pain never eases and these wounds never heal. That’s how you keep lingering in scars, underneath my skin.
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Love to the fullest. Either you’ll live for eternity or die as a poet.
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Once the sky dreamt of kissing the earth and everyone called it horizon.
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He killed her autumn with his cherry blossom smile.
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