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By-Arushi Joshi


I looked up at the sky, a dark space,

Freckled were many stars, on it's bare face,

All shone with a light rather fairly,

But I looked for that scintillating one, the one I miss dearly,

That brightest star in my every sky,

To whom I had to say the hardest goodbye,

Will now shine on the sky with a new address,

While I look at a starry sky to dissolve my loneliness.



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