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A Thought

By Aniket Patil



I am not alive,

Don’t know where my scars end and the body begins,

You cannot burn ashes or tangle with chaos.


I am not awake,

Don’t know if it was the drug or my despair,

You are not real in this ephemeral life.


I am not aware,

Don’t know why we are seeking to get lost all the time,

Nonetheless, you could not undo scrambled eggs.


By Aniket Patil




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