Bronze Star - 6,256 Points (2/2/1981 / kottayam)


Frustrated thoughts are on the way
Momentum a far destiny
A friction that cannot shield
Stock of throb that vote the destiny
Peep to next that regulate the lost
Hail to degrade the kindred
Pain of loss that purple the ouch
It hurts the beat of breathe
Oppressed thoughts that blow the margin

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