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Aug 2016
She
I sleep
But the night is awake
She stretches her arms
Grabs the moon like a plate
Her words are like Sacher-Torte
Her story of scars, like upto stars, twinkled
Written by
Cerebral Fallacy  Chennai, India
(Chennai, India)   
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