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I have momentarily ceased to live,

As that of the brine shrimp in a cryptobiotic state!

The reason behind is a cheat girl,

Who has played badly with my very heart!

I breathe but my soul seems to be dead,

I see but I can hardly observe,

I eat for the sake of eating,

I do not dream as I used to earlier!

I do not smile in ecstasy anymore,

Nor even I shed tears in agony!