Traitor
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Anil Kumar Panda
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In the night sky
Or in the days cloud
I walk as a ghost
Draped in a shroud
To hide my face
To escape the mess
For you are gone
Leaving me forlorn
In love, winning the game
Of giving me a bad name
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