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Feb 2021
Moisty sand,
Cold and soft,
Rain falling from the sky.

The lady in blue,
Floating among the waves,
Cold and wet graves.

A scream from afar,
Where did it come from?

The lady in blue has become,
Pale and numb,
Gone out of sight.
Written by
Natalia  20/F
(20/F)   
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   Imran Islam
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