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Apr 2019
Read into words
Read into thoughts
And then read in my eyes
All of them form
A dance of its own
Hard it is to open
Hard it is to close
You have to choose,
Shall I disclose ?
Once you enter
Shallow it is found
Lost in the woods
But you'll never find me.
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