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Oct 2012
Am not a slave to the restless and cold  three hands
I do all i want however and whenever
Don’t need no idiot doing the same twice a day for rest of life ;
Tell me what to do.
Who needs it?
Ain’t  we have conscience  and sense ?
Ain’t we know what’s wrong what’s right ?
Ain’t  knowing life enough ?
and you fear of being ruled by machines in the ******* bully called future when;
ain’t  even the regretful past know how we sold our soul to one since and till forever
but am free , i refused to put the collar numbered 1 to 12 and be pulled and pushed around by three chains.
Varun Goswami
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Varun Goswami  tinsukia
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