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Hyderabad, Andhra Pradesh

I am someone, who's present deep within myself. I exist in, what you can call, a memory, yet to be awakened, or long asleep. I am lost in crevices and scars, which haven't formed. In lost dreams and valleys long forgotten. I'm who you know, and who you don't. I'm a face long forgotten, A stranger at your doorstep, A heart broken and unhealed. I soar and fly, through winds, and through time. I see a picture, in flickering flames, and smouldering coals. I live and breathe, like the rest. But Who am I ? Who am I indeed.