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Jul 2020
You were not sin.
Pain interrupted to trigger
an ancient love.

Marigolds were in
bloom. Copper- brown. Your body
does not belong to you.

Paper dreams fly
to catch the moon in dark.
Time to burn wings.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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     Bryn Kennell and Amanda Hawk
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