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Unavowed promise
Forlorn tinged faces reminiscing old times
Where smiles did not enshroud an ache,
And the grueling effort it had to take,
Cries of help in their throat they were caught
Feeling a shimmer of serenity not a bit distraught,
But that's the thing about pain,
It might leave for brief moments,
But comes back like an unavowed promise from grey clouds to carry the rain.
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Khadidja Megaache
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