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Scabulous Tranquility

Dec 13, 2023
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Updated: Jul 28, 2025

By Snehasish Roy


I fight for all I built and all I am till my dawn

And then all the beauty that’s left,

Shall uphold my honour;

Honour to love and to be loved.


Even if it wasn’t necessarily fanatic,

It’s perfect the way it is;

Am glad all of you exist.


By Snehasish Roy






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