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Oct 2018
Writing a poem
By the lake
I found my pen shaking
As I SAW the whites of his
And the blue hue of a pupil
Dilating
And the sky was crimson but scintillating
And I realizing I was taking down his life
With a pen
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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