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Close your eyes and tell me what do you see?
Is it the pieces of your past or something you wish to be?
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
Inside the arms of your lover or your mother's tears?
Do you see the darkness spreading around like nostalgia?
Is there a ray of light which curbs your darkness?
Did you seize is the day today?
Or do you cease to live everyday?
Do these jovial, jocular faces make you gloom?
Everyday is a misery as you await the doom.
Have you ever felt like this is the end?
In that situation, pick up your pieces and make amends.
Let me tell you all that I have a vivid sense of imagination. This poem is a pure work of fiction.
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Part of the Self-Help collection
Published on October 17, 2019
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