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Mar 2018
Wow.
I'm so sick of doubt
The miserable life
That we all lead
And the lies
That we feed
Our children with
.
Same old story
Everyday and every night
Chained to our jobs
We are not free
From our own thoughts
Which leads nowhere
.
But Wow.
I'm so happy
Cause I know the truth
And the wise words
Of prophets and saints
That someday
This will end
.
In my grave
I'll be at peace
And only then
I will be free
And I will forever be
In your memory
In your memory.
Written by
Apoorva  19/M/India
(19/M/India)   
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