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Apr 2015
as I walk through this forest,
I think of memories bygone
I now face the hardest decision yet
To walk this path on this forest or not
I once sought
A wise saint
When I reached his abode, I was ready to faint
He told me to always follow my heart
And play my part
Very well in other's lives
That I should never
Say words that hurt like knives
And that I should be ever
Forgiving
This darkness, so vast and huge
Seems to engulf my being
My soul; and the whole world
This darkness
Binds me
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V  18/hyderabad
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