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Oct 2020
I won't come to you
while trying to read you.
Were you like a black hole?

Blues flicker, you brace
for violence. Wherever you go
you carry big bang.

To create your universe
I think there was no absolute.
What you are O god!
Written by
Satsih Verma
23
   Imran Islam and Lida Dela
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