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Mar 2018
as we trod along the path to salvation,
faking compassion
and synthesizing joy,
masking foul meaning with perfection,
sipping tasteless wine for mere ploy.
we've to come to a place and not the promised land
but desolation with no seeming end ...
Farook Suyarov
Written by
Farook Suyarov  27/M/Fergana
(27/M/Fergana)   
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