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Feb 2018
Nothing managed to warm me
~before burning my skin
You too tried to harm me..
~In these circles I spin

But the rabbit has warned me
~"you are running out of time"
There is not much in this land
~dreamland is too long gone

They chopped the poor rabbit's head
~his broken watch in my hand
Which only clocks the true hours
~of me in my wonderland.
My wonderland
Nazanin
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Nazanin  25/F/Iran
(25/F/Iran)   
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     Temporal Fugue
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