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Sep 2020
It never happened before.
You burned me by sending blue
light from your sepia eyes.

In night the goddess walks
out of the painting. The new moon
turns around to kiss me.

Are you real or
humanoid? I unwrap my pain
and set you free from tears.
Written by
Satsih Verma
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