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Jul 2020
The energy in the air has found wind,
it took off
Looking back was only
I
The whole time, it was only
I
Now the days off,
look like every other
The sun wasn't lying,
The moon kept it secret
all this time,
a lie.
Feelings of butterflies,
aggregating
with vivid ideas
hence,
the lamentation

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Things are never as they seem to be
Balaguer
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   Imran Islam
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