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That deep intimacy of eyes,
flickering smiles and flirting of heartbeats. There wasn't blabbering but
reflective silence fondling on their lips and here I was being left on floor,
half-dead, relinquished. Love overpowered me again.
I, hesitation wandering for a heart who is naive, afraid of consequences before celebrating love. Their stupidity is my
existence.
– Ankita Chauhan