Like the rain it drowns you wet,
Like winter, makes the room cold even at day.
Like summer makes even a lively party dry.
But just like autumn it goes dormant at peak
And like spring, blooms with a new vigour after dormant.
What is it?
Loneliness...
Ps - not much of a play of words, but I actually thought this one deeper than the previous ones. XD
Heartfelt
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M.D of Olympus Pvt Ltd. Seeking [Boltzmann brain], Male
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