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Feb 14
Desire
The praise of death was a selfish desire.
You know this.
Yet the prayer comes every morning and night.
But, with no avail does your wish come.
So be it,
and let the desire eat you whole.
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Nostalgia
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   Rick, Ganu R and K
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