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Jun 2018
The drapes were closing
The sun was setting

As the moon came into view
The place that offered them freedom is now filled with rue

The drapes are closing, it's the end of a scene
The drapes are closing,
It's not the end of the play
Written by
Kelly  18/Agender/South Africa
(18/Agender/South Africa)   
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   Raghu Menon
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