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Apr 2020
My coffee cup gets cold
I've forgot what I had told
I crossed issues so nice
Concerning both my heart & soul Twice
First with a bunch of pain
To move my tired pen
Second while my messy hair is left out
Due to no wind blows them to race the Passion with no any doubt!
Kinda sad , kinda hopeful poem!
Parastoo Abbaszadeh
Written by
Parastoo Abbaszadeh  21/Two-Spirit/Urmia
(21/Two-Spirit/Urmia)   
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