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Aug 2020
Truth
Don't let,
the moisture
of truth
Upon your tongue
dried,
Let it,
always be
a running water
like
a spring fall
running
down the stream
Safana
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Safana  27/M
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     Salmabanu Hatim, Yann and Sushant
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