Shout
A shout , So loud , No one heard, Then it stopped, The guy never shouted again, The past is inside, He died n hide, Killed everything he had, N became a person that he had never been. After sometime, It came back, He still not shouted, N suffered a lot. No one knows when it will over, But still the past hovers .
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Vinay Deshlahare
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2020-06-10 15:11:41
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STELLA RAYMOND
Omg, I feel this.
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2020-06-24 16:05:29
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Vinay Deshlahare
@STELLA RAYMOND That's grest
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