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the last stop

in the greed
of becoming young,
my childhood
got captured
in this mirror,
when the evening
of my life arrived,
the deficiency
of vitamins increased,
when there was
no one
to smell my fragrance
and
no one
to listen to my loneliness,
then this childhood
stood by me
it came into my silent life,
by becoming the shape of words...
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
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