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Sep 2017
Our speck of life,
So insignificant
Our hopes, our joy, our pain
Are but an illusion within a reference frame
Did you notice how our lives
with yesterday rhyme?
The morbid, the banal
and their incessant chime
The dear equilibrium is at the mercy of Time
Thia
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Thia  25/F/kolkata, India
(25/F/kolkata, India)   
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