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Feb 2023
Echoing waves of emotion battle the plain for control
The once graceful decent of guilt exploited
is this a product of cause?
will the shrill the scream the bark cease?
i rip off my mask but at the cost of flesh.
sleep slips my gaze, hate gives strength.
Green
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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