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DAYAN
Let me tel you a story of a dayan
Devastated beauty carrying her broken heart
Being a victim of decline
Willing to cut her throat with a knife
Immense blood is swelling from her neckline
Dynamism expresses her soul
Lighting up phantasmagoria in her mind
Her compelling toughness works as a built-in potential
Keeping her heart behind
Which encourages her to face
The hungry fight of terrible kind
Her well built mind is recklessly solving ambivalence
While she is a eternal form of shine
Puzzling the blocks of exhilaration in succession
To get closer to divine
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Taniska Maity
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