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Mar 2020
Do what you want to do
I wish you rested in spring's adventure
Mayflowers move across St. Louis
And Missouri has the same heat
I never change if I remember these things
At the end of the world I go away
If I don't stay and the Sun revolves
The Earth sits as the wars have their attention
We ignore our Mother and so do the followers of religion
If we knew that true love was not wrong
We would be true to ourselves
Why do I tip the balance
When I grow older and older
As the rivers carry the bold fishes
Who may live longer than they swim
How long will we **** the seas
And the rivers will never see an ocean
How long will the trees make paper
And no longer strange scented silhouttes
In the ground of beautiful Earth
That my parents taught me to appreciate
Corporations confined me to the deracination
Of thou tempests that flow through placid skies
Where arboreal forests touch
Till they can no longer set foot on Earth again
Aditya Roy
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Aditya Roy  27/M/New Delhi, India
(27/M/New Delhi, India)   
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   Austin Morrison
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