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Jun 2015
today i woke up
i woke up to see your face
it was beautiful but quite dull
your sadness was spread fully all over your face
i approached to touch your shoulder
but you flinched
you were thinking about yesterday
you started your day with the broken pieces of the other day
with the scattered pieces....
you became the prisoner of your past
abyssinia
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abyssinia  india
(india)   
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   --- and its gonna make sense
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