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Sep 2020
Why must I be so downdraught?
Is it the ash in my hair?
Malevolent people?
Ego bigger than a steeple
Calling me sheeple?
Can only be a sheep with a shepherd
The only one we have is predatory:
Leopard
If life is soon to be a myth
Will we be regarded as legends?
Or just a speck in the universes' blessings?
Cosmic blink
From the eye of the divine
Since I was nine
I knew my existence could never be defined.
Written by
Chandy  22/M/U.S
(22/M/U.S)   
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