It was never wrong but yes it might have some parallax

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The monsoon droplets hit,
Gently surpassing her cheeks.
Perhaps the perky child in her,
Found her body to which she
danced.
And there came those passer-by,
Who at her glanced.
Was it at her kiddish love for rain
Or the once pain which went in vain?,
Wondered they.
Some saw the kiddo in her,
While some saw her a mad!
The "parallax error" made its way
For once more time,
And she was surmised
by different eyes.

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Far away from the parallax
my constellations met you
on the horizon
where sun is settling
deep into the layers
where you were waiting
for me, on the other side.
tears were drowning deep
into me to find shelter
and I was caving myself
from the love called Home
but you decide to become
a half paid tenant
taking my breathes away
from my broken heart
making me weaker
standing infront of
the piled up mountain
whispering the echoes of love.

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Harmonics of my life
tuned melancholy.
I
pressed one key
it said, 'I'm happy.'

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Everything can be perfect but are they???
Everyone can be matured but are they???
Every place can be meaningful but are they???
Every time can be memorable but are they???
ILLUSION == PARALLAX

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