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Ananya Bhaskar Quote - And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.

And the biggest irony is you spend a lifetime finding someone to love and then die learning how to unlove them.

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You’re breathed all over the walls of my lungs and I don’t know how to breathe you out.
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We were so close that I almost mistook it forever.
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Rest your head on his shoulder more often. Earth blushes when a snowflake gently dozes off on it.
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I wanted peace, they gave me silence.
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Let me be a poem freely hung in your diary. Like the moon, on the night sky.
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