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Oct 2012
As soon as i get a new way..
An obstacle comes around to sway..
Theres no way around to get through it..
But to sit back and wait for it..
The beauty of anxiety became endless
As m goin restless
Here i remember d warrior in me..
Who could get through n come out as a survivor for me..
I don't knw whats the meaning of real pain..
But for me this time isΒ Β goin insane..
Wheres my angel wheres my saviour
M insearch f my happy near..
Ashmita Agrahari
Written by
Ashmita Agrahari  F/India
(F/India)   
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