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Hrishikesh Goswami

Tragedy Fantasy Thriller

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Hrishikesh Goswami

Tragedy Fantasy Thriller

Futile Meliorism

Futile Meliorism

1 min
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I thought the world was improving last night

But no! This morn

Everything was as normal as always but...

Suddenly 

A bird flew over me… 

Sprinkling on me

Few aerosols of hope and joy

Until I got to know

That this was only an illusion

A result of futile Meliorism!

 


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