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Don't ask me how I am, don't ask me how feel. Don't ask me how I am, don't ask me how feel.
Don't ask things you don't mean, coz its not a really big deal.
I'll just wander in the skies, with my cloud of smoke up new highs. .
I don't want any other promises, any other painful lies.
You've been one sweet, sweet pretty little liar
And all I want to be is away, far away in this situation so dire.
I know the consequences might be graver they seem
Isolation is as closer as I could get to my only dream. !
- Tarushi Aswani
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This poem is about our failure to feel fulfilled by our constant consumption of life.
Read it and find out.
The feeling of freedom in escaping from urban life.
It's a direc reflection of what most people feel in this century as they strive to survive