“It's again the middle of the night, and
My eyes trying to get closed because of the sleep they had
Because of the tiredness that body carried
And I telling my mind not to go with what those pair said, because
The best was coming out of me
When my pen listened to me instead of bleeding on boss’s words
That was the time when my pen and my mind had parity
The thoughts coming out in the same manner as water flowing from some sea into the ocean.
Well I wish I succeed in that one day…”- Pushkin Channan
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