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Aug 2020
I
keep
leaving
cues
that
no-one
picks
up;
like
autumn
leaves
in
the
wind;
lost
inarticulate,
more than anything;

ΰΈ…'Ο‰'ΰΈ…
Aparna
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Aparna  19/F
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