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Dec 2017
The body that I beautified over the years
Had eaten by unseen scavengers,
Left my soul lone and lost-
I found hardly few, crying, at my funeral
Few held me for days
Few for years in their memories
That faded, eventually, away like morning mist-
But when will my soul die?

Surya Teja M
Surya Teja M
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Surya Teja M  24/M/Hyderabad, India
(24/M/Hyderabad, India)   
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