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Dec 2020
Smell the cotton and sleep.

I rest in my silver casket
and You, play blind
craving to hold My skin.

Stop.

Read your every line and know;

Im still here.
so near;
Please. Dont Leave.
Written by
parker  20/Non-binary
(20/Non-binary)   
  367
       Mohan Sardarshahari, --- and Eshwara Prasad
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