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Prathipa Nair Dec 2016
Doors of my heart creaking with pain in silence
Opened and closed with hands of fate
Disguised as Love of my life being the reason to live and die
Eyes of tank filled with salt water blurring vision of hope
Lost love pushing me to grave
Fear of death pulling me to face
Inside me happening this war since years
In search of a world where my heart gets to heal !

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