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Circles under the eyes becoming darker―

Where will you go when you are not right

Stone gods envision the interface

Multiple hurts― and you still want to live

After a long journey he wants to sit

I want to be eloquent, with myself―

Talking of myths, in dichotomy of grace―

The wheels. I decide to abandon―

This was an illegal kill between you and me.

At crisis of inquiry, you search