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Jan 24
with them
the stars above,
their eyes

the soil,
their bodies

the wind,
their voice

the green,
of their souls

in depths amid
the varied

finite
fog and hue

a tapestry forest
of impress

illuminating found
paradise
Nove
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Nove
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     Sara Went Sailing, Indeed, Hakikur Rahman, preston, Eshwara Prasad and 6 others
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