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Nov 2017
A kite
Snapped.
Cap on that head,
As if fury - is red.
When a kite
Snapped,
Cerulean dropped
From underneath the hat
Cerulean probably wet.

(Sad
Be not
Every rope shallow be freed
By cutting the knot)
Kon Grin
Written by
Kon Grin  20/M/Uzbekistan
(20/M/Uzbekistan)   
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