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Feb 2014
I breathe the black air
Fruits of endless toil
I see the red everywhere
Signs of disobedience
I taste the food of woe
Made from failure
I feel the cage around
Gifts of superiority
I hear the silent voices
Crying for empathy
I still haven't given up hope
Always searching for that tiny beam... (:
Swarnabh Malla Buzarbaruah
Written by
Swarnabh Malla Buzarbaruah  Ghy, Assam, India
(Ghy, Assam, India)   
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