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Jul 2020
Broken Bridges
If you come near
the moon, you will find the
collective grief.

Someone sets free
hundreds of fireflies
to begin talk with me.

The angels are
becoming boneless. Your throne
is *****. Temple sobs.
#life
Written by
Satsih Verma
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