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Isha S

Abstract Tragedy Others

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Isha S

Abstract Tragedy Others

For You

For You

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I took my leave that day

Blessing them a happy life

I took to the imagery

When I was a child


Least I knew

I grew

On my own

And will


Today

Someone came and threw

The Me 

Out of nowhere


I came and cried

Out loud

But was

Since birth

All alone

And Alas

Would be All by my own

Till the last.


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