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Jan 2017
The year ends finding my soul in a tarnished jar of whiskey,
slowly it breaths with pain saturated with carbon ‘MONO’oxide.
Deep down choked the throttle with miasma
lust cravings scratched the inner part of the bottle glass
nails splintered with a hazy outcast
all alone lies his deep soul
all it wants is a drop whiskey
Attenuate Affection …
Gourab Mukherjee
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Gourab Mukherjee  calcutta
(calcutta)   
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