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Jan 2020
Everything is a lie
Mother says my skin is fever hot
But my skin and I are locked away in a jar
Hold your thoughts, who is 'Mother'?
I've no mother; I'm all alone
Everything is a lie, everything is a lie
I sing and sing, then I lose my voice
Will you wake me from this fever dream
Wait, who are you and who am I ?
And what is reality, why have I lost it
Radhika Krishna
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Radhika Krishna  20/F/hurtling through space
(20/F/hurtling through space)   
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   Carlo C Gomez
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