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TO BE ONE
CHAIN
BORDERLINE
BOTTLES BREAK
SMOKE FACES
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About Me
Anirban
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Friday, June 15, 2007
BOTTLES BREAK
Stuffed up,
bottles break...
All of its
bitter contents
spilled on the floor,
burning your feet...
Bottles will break...
One,for every
year that
you hurt me...
Anirban Kapil Baishya(2/6/2007)
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