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He bought me reins, calling them a necklace;
Serin murmurs in my ears,
My own emotions flow like resin,
I rinse him of all his sins,
Now I'm a siner, blinded by myself.
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Nidhi Gohil
When life took a different turn, I grew distant from people and closer to books📖. Since then, I started writing my emotions instead of speaking them.🍁
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this is a incredible writing. keep it up impressive.
Wow wow wow! I have no more words.
a compelling image suited to the content. thank you for entering the unofficial challenge