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There are times
Times of unknown,
Without any signs
It comes to known.
The times I'm strong
Not knowing I'm tired,
Though something is wrong
Still I keep it ironed.
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Jr.
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Poetry of Dreams
Sadness Pain
Sadness, Once again says, 'Hello'. Slowly crawling and dipping in, Now, it becomes my fellow. Pain, Begin to creep. Embrace my inn...
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