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Dec 2012
Waking up in the distorted reality
from the messy bed of subconscious,
after an innocent sleep;
The only time in everyday of the life
where one can neither fake the family, friends and foes
nor the self indeed.

The bitter sweet sarcasm...
A "paradoxical truth" that is universal and
the self can't deny this austere part of life.
sneha mundari
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