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I am survivor  But I don’t believe that She took all that was good out of me They all tell me 
   Breaking the lull as you dwell in the city of Srinagar,Sedate Waters of the Dal lake bouncing to the moon Cooped up populace peeping through the crevices,Predators patrolling the streets hunting the lamb.  
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Well what is this? What am I coming to? And beyond that, what am I gonna do? Now there's blankness where once held light But that was so long ago That was last night  
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