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Sep 2020
walking slowly
because, it is
panted up,
embarking upon
that journey to
live, all capabilities
turn in to disability,
like abandoned child
around the streets and
on dump pushing a
hand to take a joy,

The rain of mind's
eyes everyday falling,

For the reason, that
Darknessย ย layered
the beauty ofย ย a brain
thought, no laying
a hand on anyone
to accomplish
SPC
Safana
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Safana  27/M
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