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Oct 2017
mush.
Vague. Blooms. Shy.
Mustn't I wish,
For a level high.

Proud. Evil. Succumb.
Half mouth open,
Sour feet, veins numb.

Days. Miles. Space.
Cast me a wish,
No point to that chase.
Siddharth Ray
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Siddharth Ray  Hyd, IND.
(Hyd, IND.)   
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