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Oct 2012
Red was the Day, Dark was the Night
"...and her innocence,
torn and clawed,
it bled and dripped,
the tatters of her childhood flapped away
into the misty layers of life's hooded forest..."
Rangzeb Hussain
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Rangzeb Hussain
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