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Tired mind

The epitome of silence, wisdom of mask,
Deeds are on stake, unfair is the task,
Shocking reality, situations which surge,
Choked up on bliss, now left with no urge,
Dual existence, fakeness of role,
Tired is my mind, body and soul!
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