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Jun 2017
I was high up, flying.
So I took the lights
On the land as
                         Stars.

But I cannot make out
From where came the lightning?
The settling after a chaos of silence and noise.
Shanath
Written by
Shanath  22/F/India
(22/F/India)   
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