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Jan 2014
Behold my tradition
I break bonds
To make new ones.
I change name
To renew identity.
I sever roots
And sow new hopes.
I forget reality
To live in dreams.

All in vain.

Hopeless.

Let there be a world
That's more meaningful.
Let there be a world
Where I live for me.
Clare
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Clare  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
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