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May 2017
My feet go cold as I stare at the abyss
A sickening feeling in my gut
It's time to return
But am I ready?
Treading on this isolated path
Is there any return from this madness?
As the darkness envelopes me
I feel a sense of security... knowing there lies
something beyond this intermission
called life.
V
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V  18/hyderabad
(18/hyderabad)   
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