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Nov 2018
Here lies
The epitaph
the statement
Of the dying
Meaning
Brimming life
With philosophy
It seems I bring
Living
Towards the dreaming
That accompanies the lifeless
Doors, swaying unfeeling
The empty sky
His witness

My friend
β€œEach day I lacerated myself thinking on her, but I didn't go back.”
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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