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Poetry

STRANGE TIMES

Nikita Dembla

Strange times stranger minds,even stranger dating grinds.
Love is lost only lust seems to be there.
No compromises,no commitments,no serious relationships because there is no time to spare or share.
Robots we are becoming
Detatched,desensitized and just not emotionally available anywhere.
Too scared of getting hurt all over again so we run,we hide behind casual relationships and situationships.
Which is the only solitude one can bare to dare.
The body,the mind and th3 soul all split apart
Only divine intervention can make it all heart.
Yet there is still hope that in these strange times true love is still out there somewhere.......

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