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Jan 20
When your lines follow
contours, you become straight.
It is very difficult to remain simple.

Life is scandalous to
hold the round figures. Your stamina
is tested, when you talk about Cleopatra.

I am blood and the
muse. The paper remains blank
till the scream comes from the grave.
Written by
Satsih Verma
53
   Rob Rutledge and Melanii
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