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That one call used to bring a break, little lull in those ecstatic moments. You some times pick up the phone and gave some polite excuse to him. Some times you just used to let it ring and later give him some half hearted alibi..
Then one day your butterflies flew away to other pastures, Leaving behind only shadows of sweet memories and empty hours, you turned around to search for that person who has pestered…
All you could see was a shadow disappearing in distant horizon, Love came, knocked your door, waited for you and departed rejected, When you were busy chasing butterflies the flower of your life withered





























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