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Feb 2020
The beat recede
with the final
Touch of humanity,
The death of the soul
accomplished by the dark
corner exceeding it's boundary,
Lurking just underneath
The dying breath
of this society. ..
Screaming to be heard....
The final plea ....of save me.
Gulishta
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Gulishta  28/F
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