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Jun 2017
A trio of compound realms I own:
A smile, a rainbow and unknown.
May I bake them? Fetch a pie
Of fruitful colours? Why
Won't it abound with the sky?

A trio of compound selves I bear.
Each dwells without and within.
April 19, 2017
Kon Grin
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Kon Grin  20/M/Uzbekistan
(20/M/Uzbekistan)   
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