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Aug 2014
Every time, such laughter ends in wiping  tear drops,
is it from thickly laden darkness, comedy non stop springs out?
Demons that relentlessly hunt and  hurt deep,  pushes one
to make jokes and compulsively laugh out loud, till tear glands dry up.
He was making all roll in laughter, they forgot even to wipe tears
and what do they see when they look up the stage asking for more?

Oh! the comedian had a deadly secret, that he hid from the world
he attempted to repair what went wrong, still the laughter was painful,

before the show was over Robin Williams pulled down the curtain himself.
Remember  all those extended hours of laugh riot with thanks
"Your mind is a terrible thing to waste" he said
Robin Williams  R.I.P
K Balachandran
Written by
K Balachandran  Kerala, India
(Kerala, India)   
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