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Oct 2020
This time I have nothing to burn,
Nothing to throw away,
But I have every sensation,
And every essence to wash away.
Leaving no room for an aura of euphoria,
To evoke the moments that have now been defunct.
Written by
NOLWAZI JOUBERT  20/F/johannesburg
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