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Oct 2014
Every day I wake up
With a void in me
Emotions all spent
Lethargic heart
No purpose in sight
Hand on my chest
The feeble yearning
For me to wake up
To another day
And fill myself
With new hope
A new day
And fresh start
The morning
Is a wake-up call
Amitav Radiance
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Amitav Radiance
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