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Apr 2020
I poured my heart out on a piece of paper,
Folded it into a boat and floated it across
The river, to the bank, to you.
But alas an endless rain befell,
If only I knew how to carve out wood.
Kanishka
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Kanishka  20/F/India
(20/F/India)   
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