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Jun 2016
You see the haze
the mist the daze.
I KNOW

Unheeded is red green and blue
That's where you fall through.

You miss the color of  *life.
Shysta
Written by
Shysta  Delhi
(Delhi)   
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     Shysta, --- and shaffu shafiq
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