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 Jul 2019 Noura abdulla
Marya123
Once a writer, always a writer.
Forgive me if I question this now
I lost my words- I wish I knew how.
Time makes one lose words.
I wish I could write the same way again.
I feel as though I lost a part of me I can never regain.
you don't exist when
my eyes are open
you don't exist when
my blood's not poisoned
when my soul's at peace
when my gut is full
and when I'm in company

So you exist most of the time
dear muse

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