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Mar 2018
Cause when
that **** comes around
I take it pleasantly,
use it as my own form of
weapon.
I bundle all of it
and make my
arrow of honey and brown chocolate
and throw it on the
tasteless minds.
That’s how I work,
take the **** from all
add a tincture of sweet
transform it into sunshines and daisies
and throw it back.
Muskan Kapoor
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Muskan Kapoor  19/F/India
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