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Aug 2020
The sun 
at its highest
waking up anyone
in its path
laying there 
beating heart
and a breathing chest

we were 
never tired before;
comfort hits.
A laugh
appears 
obnoxiously attractive.

Half asleep
meaning
aware of what we’re doing
yet unaware of what will 
happen

to doze off into
a sudden yet needed
dream,
A dream to my 
sweet reality.
Jewel
Written by
Jewel  20/F
(20/F)   
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     Diya, Imran Islam, BLT, Salmabanu Hatim and Sushant
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