• I want to grow old with you

    In the backdrop of the meander After a farewell to the pamper, When trembling feet walked some distance The heart pulled off a hindrance, Felt the sunshine at the face on the twist of our back Synced our steps without a lag, Till we held hands tight Confessed all our excite, Twinkle did our eyes…

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