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Game of Survival

Nov 25, 2024
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By Abhishek Sharma


No direction, no choices

No saviour, to save us

Ignorance prevails through ages

Silent crimes of sinners and sages


No anger, no agony

No gaze to pierce through me

Pay the price for honesty

Let my freedom bind your sanctuary


Plead guilty for innocence

Empathy makes no sense

Time of exile comes to an end

A new game of survival begins


By Abhishek Sharma


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