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Dec 2018
I'm stuck on an island
Far from home
Drifting away day by day

Surrounded with golden sand
Fair as pixie dust,
that falls from my hand

Left to starve from hunger and thirst
Fed up with fruits and coconuts
Palm trees shade me from the storm above
While I'm stuck on an island by my own action
Eris
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Eris  22/F
(22/F)   
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     Pradip Chattopadhyay and Eris
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