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Jul 2020
I balance a heavy stone
Well polished, evenly cut into a knife
On the tip of my tongue

The blood seeping from the thin cut
Must remain hidden
Under the thin edge of this weapon!
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Somewhere over nowhere  17/F
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   niko, Eshwara Prasad and izzn
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