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May 6
I have seen people
With a hazel eyes
And a comatose face
I have seen people
Raised from their base
And some, lost sanity in their praise
I have seen hunger hopes
And inhuman leftover waste
I have felt the people
Sharing their affection
And some pretend, for financial gain
I have heard
A new born's first cry
And the collapse's last breathe
And likes
Just like a time frames

Everyone is different
Attract your tribe
As a beginner
Oh, It's not fine
Now and always
For that, he said
Genre: Observational Experimental
Theme: Truth of life
Mystic Ink Plus
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Mystic Ink Plus  M/Nepal
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