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Mar 2020
You infiltrate
You possess
Your silhouette in my dream so real
Your eyes engraved in every blank space I fear
Playing tricks on my mind
Obscuring my realities and my nights
Infecting my peace, making me tremble
Making me long, so strong
In ways I thought was never possible.
The chariot
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The chariot  24/F/India
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