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Aug 2020
(3 senryus)

I am enjoying
this dull time - this decayed life
of extinguished hopes

Each sublime sunrise
finds my morning mind childishly
wishing for freedom

If wishes had power
If young tears were a vaccine
If our thoughts mattered
another isolated morning - it's only been 6 months - it seems longer
Anais Vionet
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Anais Vionet  21/F/U.S.
(21/F/U.S.)   
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   Alex and Aparna
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