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Apr 2020
She walked into a room to find
butterflies that their owners had left behind

They were dead and scattered around;

She fell on the floor and shut her eyes

he ripped her head and stabbed her twice,



She was left to die
In a room full of butterflies.
Sukanya Basu
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Sukanya Basu  23/F/Nowhere
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