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Feb 2016
The gap between the neurons,
gave up on the natural rule,
that you have to maintain spaces,
as much as God originally mulled.

How gaps can trigger more
"How and When I'd die"
How people care and irk
at the very same time.

Nothing's ever in control,
heart, breath, all tripping
the light, it's a rigamarole
to try to understand why.
Arihant Verma
Written by
Arihant Verma  23/M/Present
(23/M/Present)   
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   Amrita Brahmo and WNG
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