Some new thoughts
few new people
some random chores
occupied him
and all the burning fumes
of that unfinished love
remained dormant
in some deep corner of his morbid heart

But the thoughts were transient
acquaintances were insignificant
the chores soon vanished from his sight
and everything he had stashed away
came to haunt his soul
throwing him in some whirlwind plight

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