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Feb 2021
Realization
You know what I realized?
As I stood in my empty kitchen
In my empty house
Holding the knife to my chest
I realized that love rhymes with blood.
Huh.
Written by
The Lonely Poet  F
(F)   
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       imperfectstranger, Hooria Iftikhar and Imran Islam
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