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Sanya Nair

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Sanya Nair

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The Crown

The Crown

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Expectations held so high

the weight shackles even a fly.

The never ending

list of responsibilities

burdens the soul that needs

a little space that no one sees.


The adoration

the praise

the attention

piles up like the twinkling stars

that we see at a cold night.

Truth and lies

are combined to start a fight.

Those who seek it

have you ever wondered

is it worth a try? 


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