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Mar 2020
My life was an imagery
with so many similies...
The scenario it created
made it a romedy...

My life was an irony
with so many illusions...
Wrong motifs were understood
It became a tragedy....

My life is an oxymoron
with so many paradox...
Care for nothing
but everything disturbs...

My life is a tragic-comedy
with so many dramas...
no foreshadowing
but the flashback hurts....
I love literary devices...
Shyamu
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Shyamu  22/F/Kumbakonam
(22/F/Kumbakonam)   
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