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After victim effect of hibernation,

There was no rationale of jinxed proxy. Let me sort

In a chilly moment a metaphysical shadow

It was a non-beginning. You were there.

Roping in, as if― all my defeats, creating―

In shadow of moon― amidst banal, repeated answers,

You wanted him alive. To witness the evolution of

On the run, was a bon viveur-

You by yourself, will become me―

For lurid details of velvety arms,