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Jul 2020
When I pined for
you, you were lost in open
space. Something-

Dies inside me
daily. I watch daring fall
of pride to **** sun.

Let it be dark now
on this side of moon. Clouds
cover the shame.
Written by
Satsih Verma
18
 
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