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Apr 2020
orbs in my dream
draw your attention profusely
with boundless of portrayal
when I open my eyes

chirping birds in the sky
begin assembling pictures of my fantasy
when I scrutinize the artwork
I glimpse a figure of you
Life is an art without a geometry.
Anushia
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Anushia  27/F
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   ---, ryn, shamamama and Stardust to Unicorn
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