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Anna Alycia Jul 2021
Untold words in my throat,
I swallowed them into my heart.
They molded a thousand of fears,
they created a million of tears.
They would glow like the stars,
slowly they exploded
and became the black holes.
perhaps, untold words would turn into black holes someday.

— The End —