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Jul 2020
Thank the devil for his lettuce
Thank the heavens for their tears,
Which drown out my own,
Giving light to my soul
And transforming all of my fears
Why does everything I write have the rythm of an Edward Lear ditty?! I can't get him out of my head
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   Imran Islam
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