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May 2020
sip of coal wine swirls in my mouth
reaching each end of my mouth
dancing on my tongue
each sip lingers on my tongue
the bullets shooting from your hands
breaking my bones  
devouring the meat in my skin
and the flavor of coal wine rages in between my lips
Nidhi
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Nidhi  17/F
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