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May 2013
We make our own demons
promising ourselves we will stop them soon
but today turns into tomorrow
and tomorrow into next week
next week is suddenly next month
and the months slip into years
and our demons are still here
because instead of stopping them
we were too busy
trying to stop time.
*i.c.d
india
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india
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