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Mar 2011
I tore open my skin
so you could enter my veins,
Gave you my eyes
so you could see your own chains,
I was standing at the window looking out for the train,
Then i looked inside and it started to rain,
Through tunnels and doors
you ached you'd be free,
The doors lead to walls
and the labyrinth leads to me- Nausher
Nausher Banaji
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