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Jun 2016
The rage in her eyes, of fear or passion?
Her cold wrists, black and swollen.
She's sobering up. Besides this rage.
In her eyes, I see love. I feel
compassion.
Oh! The pain of handcuffs!
A Purple Moon
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A Purple Moon  18/M/India
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