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Oct 2020
A day when everything was quite.
Everything was dark . And there's no one fight .

A day where everything was black and I can't see .
All was n fogged and walking alone with me .With my back pack on my back with confusions in my head .

I'm running to heaven nort digging my grave
, I can't just can runΒ Β away from the world of sin

.Walking , running , thinking , chasing , hiding .I lost my way .I can't listen to them cause I know what will they say

.The breath in the lies , poison that they drink

.No I can't see the sky , even the world is getting shrink .Everything was black , everything was dark

.And this is what they think ' I can't cross the way '

But I will fight , I'm not afraid of death.Just light up the light and give upΒ Β the hate .
God will show you way to end up this dark days.....
Aditya Harshit Hr
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Aditya Harshit Hr  17/M
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