When I left the town,
I left my heart with you.
-Reema..
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In Between Those Two Pages
Poetry"A little too less, tasteless, A little too much, unbearable." Such is salt, and so is life. To the rose I preserved in between those two pages for so long that the pages no longer smell of them. Highest ranking: #44 in poetry as of 08.12.16
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When I left the town,
I left my heart with you.
-Reema..
