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Jan 2020
We sit here in this mess,
A line between us thickened
I reach over to make your burden feel less
The air between us sickened

I feel the warmth radiating over this line
suddenly turning cold as a winters night
I reach over for your hand pushed aside
You scream deadly with a silent fight
Nazrana Kalil
Written by
Nazrana Kalil  18/F/Durban South Africa
(18/F/Durban South Africa)   
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