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May 2020
The path is getting blurry,
My words are slurry.

Lazarus plot imminent,
Have to be diligent.

My mind has been flayed,
My soul slayed.
Aravind Shanavaz
Written by
Aravind Shanavaz  26/M/Sydney, Australia
(26/M/Sydney, Australia)   
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