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Let it go, Let it start...
Your nights goes on silent mode
You promise yourself not to think much
Ending up thinking more.

Your nights are on silent mode
You promise yourself not to cry much
Ending up wetting the pillow cover.

Your pillow knows all your stories
Those precious drops
Which came out of your eyes
Isn't it?

The moon knows about
How you fake smile
As if everything is alright
Isn't it?
-Sreya