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Exosphere
Poems
Feb 2021
eye
my eye is a giant boil
aching with vision
or lack
clouded with hurt
and denial
my eye is red and burning
itβs mate cannot relate
pressure grows
the dry burning orb
begs for release
if only it could cry
or scream
louder
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Eshwara Prasad
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Imran Islam
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