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Tell me not

 Tell me not they knew when I didn't

tell me not this is obvious and let's pretend

tell  me not it was not true

but a fiction that was due

tell me not those questionable  eyes were destined

tell me not I have no right to say this subject  is indeed denied

tell me not my heart was  untrue

tell me not the dedication I had couldn't make it through

tell me not my facts have failed and your conclusion are true

tell me not it's  me who is next in the queue



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  1. Tomichan Matheikal16 January 2022 at 18:07

    Poignant expression of supplicating helplessness.

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    1. Shruti Mishra17 January 2022 at 02:33

      I am amazed at how wonderfully you have summed up the entire poem into just one word sir huge respect to the understanding you possess sir :)

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