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Oct 2016
I had never lived
Until I had known fear.
Life was a blurry rush
Until fear slowed it down
Very slow,
For reflection
And dissection.
You have to fear death
To cling to life sufficiently.
The Count got it wrong, you see.
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Rana Pratap Nandi
Written by
Rana Pratap Nandi  Shillong
(Shillong)   
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