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Mar 2020
I am going out to pay my dreams a visit
It will be short, upping my thumb
They tell me words and I tell them some
I shan’t be late, you too come?

Arguments will happen and begin
They or I might sulk
At the end of today
I want them to win
not over me, but over their fellows.

Mohammed S Arafat
28-03-2020
Mohammed Arafat
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Mohammed Arafat  28/M/Virgina
(28/M/Virgina)   
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