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Jan 2020
barefoot i wandered,
in every street,
we once stood.

barefoot i stepped,
over the glass you broke,
just like my heart.

barefoot i cried,
not because of the pain in my feet,
but because of my pained heart.
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     Eryck, Khoisan, ---, --- and Sarita Aditya Verma
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