Unexplored Territories

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Ventured into territories
I had never explored 
Was it your dreamy gaze
Or your smile That I adored?

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  1. @myselfSeptember 1, 2021 at 11:39 AM

    You can never fall in love with an object because love is love .. and its everywhere.. where my first comment,..
    But your cryptic language- tumhae samajhna, mushkil he nahi..na munki hai !!!! :)

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    1. Ipsita ContemplatesOctober 25, 2021 at 12:05 AM

      Thank you for your words. I guess enigma is my thing.

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