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Sweta "Clocks are ticking and hours are rolling M

Sweta "Clocks are ticking and hours are rolling 
My heart skipping beats; I am so out of calm!"

It feels like an aeon, since we last met. The squad known for its beyond-your-thinking-capacity mischief and you-never-going-to-get-how escapes is going to have their first reunion tomorrow. Eleven years since we passed out from school, nervousness is genuine especially when you are the host. The night that seemed endless finally ended after twelve chapters of my go-to book. 
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The sun was done unfurling an aesthetic crimson all across the skies and I was struggling to light the bonfire. And after five that-died-like-a-martyr matchsticks; it finally rose to flames.  And I, shaping my fist as a mic, showcasing how heck of a linguaphile I am, yelled –
Sweta "Clocks are ticking and hours are rolling 
My heart skipping beats; I am so out of calm!"

It feels like an aeon, since we last met. The squad known for its beyond-your-thinking-capacity mischief and you-never-going-to-get-how escapes is going to have their first reunion tomorrow. Eleven years since we passed out from school, nervousness is genuine especially when you are the host. The night that seemed endless finally ended after twelve chapters of my go-to book. 
__________

The sun was done unfurling an aesthetic crimson all across the skies and I was struggling to light the bonfire. And after five that-died-like-a-martyr matchsticks; it finally rose to flames.  And I, shaping my fist as a mic, showcasing how heck of a linguaphile I am, yelled –
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