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Jun 2018
The bandages would not heal a wound,
for the footprints burden her,

                                                       switch off the lights and find darkness,
                                                                       for the charcoal is already up,
do not cry, when Tom dies,
for you once threw the coffee cup,

                               No matter which ends you choose
                                        humanity is certain to lose.
Vansika
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Vansika  20/F/India
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