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P Soumya

Abstract

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P Soumya

Abstract

Faded

Faded

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Loving the things I used to 

Seem foreign to me now.

Simple pleasures of life

Simply elude me.

Sleep has become my soulmate. 

I can no longer decide,

If it’s me leaving my 

Goofy ways and sources of joys,

Or is it all of them 

Backing out from me? 


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