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Nandana rajesh

Abstract Drama

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Nandana rajesh

Abstract Drama

Desolate Realities

Desolate Realities

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The strings of the yarn come undone,

I'll be unearthed, these secrets warn

Deep in the burrow, the furtive thoughts lie

Never to see a second of sunlight

Gone with the wind, these eerie rumors

More rancid than me, the rotten apple murmurs

How the once mighty cowers!

How the one sweet turned sour!


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