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Sep 2020
poverty brings with itself
the freedom to implode in misery
to make mistakes
and not be wise for it
to not go out like a supernova
and spread your insides throughout
the cosmos for others to dwell upon
a graceful end in dirt with no regrets is better than fireworks in the sky filled with stars
Written by
tranquil  New Delhi, India
(New Delhi, India)   
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