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Sep 2015
My mother is home alone
?And I am with my friends getting ******
?I keep looking over my shoulders,
There's nothing weighing me down
Combed winter wind with my fingers
?The sun is more tempting now
I can feel something in my head
?It's like a thorn bushed into my brain
?My name echoed around my ears
?It has been years
?Sad voices ***** my high
?I am not mine
Your trust was murdered long ago
I've been to the corners you should never know
I'm coming home so don't you move
I swear to change, I swear on you
You be my guide and I'll follow?
Take me home
The sun just drowned and it's getting cold
The night is young and I can feel your gloom
?I'll be home by the brightest of the moon
?It's the start of something beautiful
?I'm coming home
Atript Abhinav
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Atript Abhinav  Lalitpur
(Lalitpur)   
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