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Confession Of An Odd Emotion

Jan 7, 2023
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By Dushyanth Goswamy


I know of many worlds; I can't live in

I know many things; I don't believe in


Faith is the name of the game

Trust is the only rule

That I cannot


I haven't breathed and

It's been a million springs.

Take me in your lonely arms;

Tell me what timelessness is



I'm down. I'm dead.

I don't see what it is;

Drink me from your breasts;

Tell me what agelessness is.


If it's a dream, then

Let me sleep some more

Else touch me and bring me life


I know many things; I can't believe in

I know of many worlds; I don't live in


By Dushyanth Goswamy



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