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Parth Jain

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Parth Jain

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sorrow dream sky virtue

His music was lost

no longer was it bound

to the realm of attainable.

The symphony was spoiled

sickened of coherence

of pretentious harmony.

It saw a silence

with a cragged enclosure

averting the perfect sounds.

Letting only the crude in

like beats of a broken heart

like rustling of weary leaves.

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