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May 2016
Air conditioners and taxis and fake smiles,
Drinking and smoking and everything vile,
An entourage, photographers and this world senile,
Its all so plastic, everyone so greedy, needy and futile,
I feel like the only sane degenerate, trying to make life worthwhile.
Ankit J Chheda
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Ankit J Chheda  28/M/Mumbai
(28/M/Mumbai)   
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