We would cry every night we didn’t know.
I didn’t know that love would suffer so much.
In the past, the mirror also looked at us
We did not know that he would turn his face.
Leaving the memories in the hands of age, he
I didn’t know that any of us would do it.
Our luck also dates one day
I didn’t know it would change like that.
The pain of love is the darkness in our eyes
We didn’t know how to do it.
Nik Rajput
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