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Apr 23
In from the edge of a maze
I fall to every stone hardened in shine
Feeling surrounded, clouded by craze
A clad of them good, yet I fall into the same place
In that light that hawken the unreal ground
Feels distant from where you are about
You felt like a dream, inside my house
But maybe again I slept in the wrong place
Abeer
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Abeer  18/M/Mumbai
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