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The poison of thoughts drinks me again, the wrath of individuality eats me up, smiles my heart though at all this, for I know am alive for sure, feel bliss each moment as it passes, relish each fragrance of passing season, joyful is each escapade I undertake, pleasurably sinful is life of mine. Am posting poems here that originally appeared on my blog. http://chains-of-solitude.blogspot.com/search/label/Poetry
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