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Anisha Goswami

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

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Anisha Goswami

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

Pain Passed

Pain Passed

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It was the final storm 

Of the season 

It was the final reform 

To stay for no reason 


It bled from rain 

And unleashed its pain 

In flood 


The one bled from veins 

And the recovery in vain

In blood 


The human and the sky

Felt peace at last 

Neither recognized the lie

For in contrast 

To the ones left behind

The pain passed


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