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Oct 2020
I'm going away from home

Flying in a mystic loon.
Passing through endless loops.
Gathering what the world had taken from me. I
May it feels an end And nothing left in the clock of the sand High above the endless sky With huge grief n cries No one left with me I'm lonely and alone Fighting with the blazing sun and freezing moon.

No matter its dessert or hill

No matter how death feels

I'm here to make that evil Neil

But no one's here to make me heal.

But

I'm not a small river

I'm who which make the devil shiver

Everything I lost

, I will take it back at any cost

I know I'll get my vengeance soon

But for now

I'm fighting with the blazing sun and freezing moon
Aditya Harshit Hr
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Aditya Harshit Hr  17/M
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