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May 2020
Oh cry of the heavens why pat my shoulder
will they ever return to me
I think  not
thank you for lending your heartfelt sighs
but I too can cry a river
but like all rocks, sharp and cutting
my tears will go around them
and within their hearts
will remain dry.
InkHarted
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InkHarted  19/M
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     Ayesha and Imran Islam
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