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Nov 2019
Wet string around my neck,
should I let it dry?
Worn it down, past the crest
and felt it against my sighs.

May I take it off?
"No, it's there to help."
But cries won't let it dry.

I must die then.
"No, don't, you're thinking too much."
oh deary me
so wary me
Written by
ibwib  M/Pakistan
(M/Pakistan)   
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