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Ansh Bansal

Abstract Drama Tragedy

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Ansh Bansal

Abstract Drama Tragedy

Shadow of Life

Shadow of Life

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The midnight talking,

And the fighting for secrets.

It all moves to a single place,

Now or later someone finds it.


Who doesn't get one,

Cries in the afterlife?

All the time spent with him

Is a souvenir for life.


I wish I had more time,

The time cost more than gold.

If it was not there,

It would feel like my heart so cold.


I wish my secrets were again there,

Once again we can fight over them.

Life is a treasure,

The most precious is a friend.



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