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With You
by
Sooraj Vasudevan
I knew
You would come,
Though I didn't have any reasons to be optimistic.
You would smile at me,
Though I don't have any thing left to return.
You would embrace me,
Though I couldn't even raise my hand.
You would kiss me,
Though my lips have turned sour with time.
You would take me with you,
Though I would be dead after the first step.
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