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Jun 2020
little star around a house
surrounded by silver flowers

nightgown selflessly arouse
to greet moon in the drawer

hey there little lady, will you bow?
I hid pain with thy fierce power

thank the heavens I never drowned
gentle feet obscure sand a slight dour

tears full of stories books could douse
guidance awaits in demolished towers
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         ---, CharlesC, agatha, Noura, Shiv Pratap Pal and 11 others
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