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Jul 2020
You do not let a single day of mine fall
nor a word from my mouth
You hold them up
In your hands they become like crystals
and form a long, beautiful line
A long, sparkling line of life
Nothing dull is found within
Written by
Elioinai  Georgia
   Imran Islam
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