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Baffled with bothering and stable latibulate scorning. I took the cloak from closet, to find breath and acumen. My meander interspersed the clandestine meeting between Blue and Gray, and turned them into Teal. Blue gave me glare of rage, Gray ruled out and bolted. I stood pitifully with Teal, they left upon me. I met a man, not tired like me but more sunless than me. He was driven by susceptibility, gambled and lost his life in the casino of world. Now sitting scantly clad, 'til sentenced. Lord, what this survival is about? One person inclined towards existence yet dreaming to die soon, one bent down to death but not ready to die. Who faced more infidelity? One who had body, but no jewels or one having jewels, but no body. I hearken back to the summers, when you laid your hand adjacent to mine. Your presence made me fine. Every breath says you're gone, but whenever I blink, I wish to see you in front. Alas! you didn't come this time too. Found a boy, who lost his way to hom...