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Apr 2019
The raindrops vanish before they hit the ground.
They're beautiful but without a tune.
And how can the earth live if it isn't drowned,
by the renewing flood of the monsoon.
Should I settle for what I need, or chase after what I want.
Vass
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Vass  22/M
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