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What Was Meant for Me
Aamir sat quietly on the rooftop, the evening air heavy with the scent of rain. From up there, the city looked calm and balanced. Lights shimmered across the streets, people moved in their own rhythms, and for a moment it seemed like everyone had what they needed. But deep down, he knew that wasn’t true.
By MUHAMMAD SHAFIE4 months ago in Poets









