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Jun 2014
Drawn by the power of greed and lust
I dawned unto a me I could not recognize
the earth grew so did my hunger
I became insatiable
when my end came I ran and ran
hear this ballad of a broken man

now I had everything I wished for
but satisfaction still eluded me
the beast inside me wanted more
became a slave of my own desires
when my end came I ran and ran
hear this ballad of a broken man

now death moons over me as I rest
but satisfaction still eluded me
and a wise man spoke
"son you've wasted your life
and your soul died of thirst
while you tended to your greed
your soul forgot to breathe"
and now his end had come
and no more he ran
this was the ballad of a broken man
Prathyam Oinam
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Prathyam Oinam  Guwahati
(Guwahati)   
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