Disha Salian,
How the conspiracy,
The whisper in the dark
Claiming you and your life?
The theatre is never good,
All those who people it too,
Where do colour, fancy and dream
Lead to ultimately?
You do not know,
How bad are they,
You do not know
Strange personae of different backgrounds?
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