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Priyanka Shankar

Abstract

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Priyanka Shankar

Abstract

Chances

Chances

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So many layers

Beneath the surface

Different faces

Yet the lies are the same


Words from lips I cannot trust

Deaf is the world

To my screams

Chances gone stale


Each time I get up

You push me down

One day I might

Fly and soar

Or drown and die



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