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Nikhil Maturi

Abstract Drama

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Nikhil Maturi

Abstract Drama

Mystery not to be Told

Mystery not to be Told

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Flashing colours 

Moving pieces 

Sequences of letters trying to move the pieces 

Fingers twitching brain glitching 

Brain black you got no way back 


Every second matters 

Oh so much

You slap your hands down and look down to the ground 

A sign you get 

You jump up and down or mourn down 


When an opportunity comes it only comes once

It is skill that drives 

But luck is there 

You can't kick him out 

Some give up while pursue until they are there 


The average person thinks it is hard

It is thought they are smart 

They are geniuses is what is thought 

None ever no themselves 

Satisfaction is hard 

Until you work hard 


It is hard to get there but once you do 

Blockades will be in your way

They are never ending 

Till you get past all 

It is all or nothing 


Will you have all or take nothing home

So what is it, do you?


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