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Apr 2020
Inside;
locked in a cage,
surrounded on all four sides with voices that echoed all your defects.
voices that echoed without the 17.2 meters, just three vocal cords.
This restrainment brought me to an awakening
that these vocal cords were all I ever needed to regret all the decisions I ever made and ever will.
An awakening which told me,
THERE IS NO ESCAPE;
but time;
"time shall fix everything"
but it hasn't been that case,
all it has been these 15 years is
time--to no avail
Ekansh Kedia
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Ekansh Kedia  15/M/Kathmandu
(15/M/Kathmandu)   
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