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Jan 2017
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Your words are beautifully crafted
When I hear you speak, I feel home

Then here I am, always stuttering
like pebbles from big boulders, I crumble

I ain't even good enough to finish this poem
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     unnamed, Inkveined, Col Muhammad Khalid Khan, Ignatius Hosiana, Twinkle and 7 others
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