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Jul 2020
I see myself in the blue depths of a grey cloud
On a garden in golden fields, except everything is green

Beyond the conscious knowledge of sky and sound
In between you and me, nothingness is a sound

Like a dream
Nothing lasts forever, but, what is a day in the living consciousness?

We have the same blood that makes us so aware
So wary of another, in this despair we share our heart and soul

Will our institutions last
Or is man the only species that will light up a dark alley

We criticize ourselves when others don't look
And criticize others when we look for answers
In an inane attempt to understand myself, I tried to regard philosophy as way to find out more on morality and the physical reality.
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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   Salmabanu Hatim
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