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Oct 2018
i am a ****** ryhmist
for i arrange words in a bouquet
in hope that flower of syllables would bloom
to give you fresh-cut flowers scent or unsavory stench
but again, who cares?

they said
words are meaningless
and forgetable
so here i am
trying to make sense out of nonsense
saying nothing more than cries for help
Azizah
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Azizah  21/Non-binary/unknown
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   --- and Pradip Chattopadhyay
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