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This servitude eternal,

Bound by duty and faith,

I find hope fading, Devoured by these, Ordeals.

These trials,

Harbringers of all

That is ordained,

Also conduct terrible fate.

Dread comes,

For this bounding main

Of darkness,

Lies absolute.

Imploring for dilligence,

We are engulfed.

a.s.

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3 responses to “1”

  1. Dev Kumar Avatar
    Dev Kumar

    So Nice Poetry

  2. Abhishek kumar

    Waah

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