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Aug 2016
My enemies spread like the branches of tree,
But I manage sometimes to drain Mississippi With a straw
Hatred like burning inferno
Love is a scarcity
Like rain during summer
Tears is a necessity
Like water after meal
Death is an option
Like faith without fate
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Drunk poet  19/M/Everywhere
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