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neha valecha

  • To My Departed Lover

    I know I miss youBut being with you is no more true...Living without you is equal to hellBut this, I'm not supposed to tell...Talking too much about you is almost ...

    • Poetry
    • Lyrical
    1 min read


You are in the wrong land even if the roosters recognize you.
— Nathalie Handal, "Noir, une lumière"