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Sep 2014
I see you in your dream ,
I meet you in your death.

Once I have you,
No one would hear you ,even if you scream .

Deceive me  , and I walk beside you ,

I’d find you , and do what I do best .
I’d have your soul , and mystry  is the rest.
Ojasvi Singh
Written by
Ojasvi Singh  Bangalore
(Bangalore)   
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