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Dec 2017
My body cocooned in the soil lies
Amidst mud, dirt, memories and worms
Decaying away like it was only yesterday
When my mind gave birth to the fame

A star was I, rising higher than the western sky
Beautiful to gaze with my art creating a craze
I never said a word, it was all they said
Climbing down the stairs while shedding slowly


Too high was I meant to soar,
Cheers and Curses resonating in my core
But high did reach I, losing my pride
Stumbling and landing in my grave with a sigh
Anam
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