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May 2019
My search of one
remained futile
I had no skill
nor had I guile

But when I picked
with both my hands
some bits of stars
some fists of sands

I found that 'all'
for me was 'one'
And I was all
or I was none!

Arshia.
Love
Arshia Qasim Ahmad
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Arshia Qasim Ahmad
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