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May 2019
Running makes me obscure
like the lone wind on a shallow shore
limbs rumbling
heart clenching
I feel alive.
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Mehek
why is the only thing that makes me want to die also the thing that makes me feel  alive?
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Mehek  17/F/India
(17/F/India)   
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