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Hundreds of voices in my headFoulest of words marred by hatred I dreadedthat they will kill meFelt afraid That I am alone fighting with the creepsPeeped, they, at my helplessnessSip by sip they took away my sleep Heaps of smiles they fleecedCheap tacti

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pranju chakrapani

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