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Nov 2020
Not knowing who I am
Calling out
Do you feel me
You never heard my voices' sound
To whom do I put this forward
I really don't need to know
Fact is I feel and write
At this hour
I am literally alone
Just a scene late night
Flatfielder
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Flatfielder  M/Canada
(M/Canada)   
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   Imran Islam
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