AxiomA Poem by Mrudula RaniOn to a measure I feel guilt for descanting, truth, and aggrieving a heart. Comes again a sense of sorrow towards not ensuing authenticity, and nestling in quietude. More often than not, feel inimical after failing to master, what I will pan in hindmost! © 2018 Mrudula RaniReviews
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