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Jun 2019
Will you cheat me one
day by your sinful hands, I
ask the city in bloom?

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You can call full moon
after amputating my legs,
so that I don't run.

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It was not tragic
ending, when we pretend to
find a pink tiger.
Written by
Satsih Verma
109
     Sukanya Sinha Roy and Mote
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