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Jan 2019
I let go of my demons.
For a while now, i feel free and safe
I am more than who i was before
Yet there's this urge for wanting more
To explore who I am
I feel the need to find out who i am?
Why does my heart want more when i have enough?
Its not lust, it's not greed
Its something that's more darker than before-
I'm insatiable.
Its a series poem

Part- 1
Arfah Afaqi Zia
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Arfah Afaqi Zia  Pakistan
(Pakistan)   
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