As the Clock Strikes Twelve
Pieces of a Shattered Heart
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As the clock strikes twelve,
Releasing dusts of miracle,
Sprinkles of sorrow,
Goodbye.
11:10p.m., 31 august 2015
Someone i know is going thru a separation...not with a person, not with anything concrite...but the essence of it...a separation that's not physically a separation...but is indeed...technically, spiritually...a separation...i believe, even myself couldn't feel the way those going thru it...but i feel a certain sadness from her few yet profound lines thought of it...and so...this is dedicated to such special goodbye... and done while listening to this. ;) another naani.
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