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Jul 2020
Clouds swirling in a grey palette

Blue meandering round the edges of the evening star
Shards of dusk disappear into the horizon
Drop by drop
Tears gather in my trembling hands

The damp smell of rain masks the stench of misery
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Somewhere over nowhere  17/F
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   Ayesha
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