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Oct 2020
Every kiss has a
price. I love you green.
O magnolia I have nine lives.

This was the magic
of drooping eyes under the
sparks of swaying moon.

Who says god was
very cruel. The goddess was
making beautiful dolls.
Written by
Satsih Verma
39
   Imran Islam
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