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The first encounter

 In a land far away from imagination

where there was no existence of frustration

two strangers met for the first time

she was delicate but wise he was sweet but sour as lime

something was bonding them but both were confused

her apprehension his distraction  created mayhem and their feelings they refused

In the land filled with beauty 

she was still on her obedient duty

he showed signs 

she couldn't understand initially hence filled with apprehension she got lost in the beautiful designs

when she felt something for him it was too late his distraction took him away

now no hope just the last look they exchanged and went back to their old way

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  1. How sad! Love's labour should not be so lost.

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    1. Indeed but not every stories are meant to be that’s why this kind of stories should be published as life is not only filled with happy colors but may be they may get their destination in some other story

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