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THE DARKNESS WHERE I ROAM
I don’t know if it will end, The darkness where I roam. World is like a big dark sea; I’m caught up in its foam. Maybe I can swim through waves, Avoid a whale or shark. How to cross this foam that is Nothing yet is so dark? Coming out of nothingness Is just too difficult, Like guessing about future From a dream that’s occult. How long shall I roam without A support or guidance? Am I really living? Is life not a pretence? • Written in abcb, 7-6-7-6 format M C Gupta 12 July 2008
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