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When I loved you, I gifted you lilies. Now that I'm over you, I gifted you lily bulbs to plant and have lilies of your own, everyday, forever, as long as you give it just a little care and time to blossom. If gifting flowers is love, gifting seeds is wrapping self-love in a cute little package and sending it via Amazon.

If you have to remember me, remember me not for my love but for the love you found for yourself within yourself after me. You did it on your own. Here's to a life never short of lilies.

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Balcony is that comfortable stopover between home and the world which is neither inside nor outside. I write about love in balcony letters which are neither fully present nor fully absent. Hence, balcony.

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The Secret Sauce to Building Your Readerbase on YourQuote

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My life nowadays can be summed up in how my WhatsApp most contacted list shuffles between you, mom, team, investor & one new person who keeps changing. They keep racing amongst themselves for the first spot. Being the infrequent texter that I am, none of them are my permanent first. Whoever texts among them, I reply. Usually, right away. That’s how my life is. Replies than conversations. No one is priority. Alone than lonely. Happy. Hoping it goes lucky.

Someone recently asked me when might I know I have moved on. I didn’t have an answer then but now I know. When you in my balcony letters doesn’t mean you.

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Balcony Letter #95

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