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Feb 2020
The heart is black
when the night lights
hide behind the trees.
One will cry in the shadows
waiting to be saved
by the sun
and all ends in despair
as the sun doesn’t wake up.

12/01/20
Ilyas Azmi
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Ilyas Azmi  22/M
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   Bogdan Dragos
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