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Mar 2021
The love I yearn for is quiet
Within deep, dark trenches of woodland,
she thrives
Beneath bright blue blooms of spring,
she hides
Where the soil is soaking still,
and the steps taken upon it are silent
Unseen and unheard —
Invisible to the air around her
But felt demandingly
by those within
ali
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ali  21/F
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     Imran Islam, Wk kortas, ---, nish and Dan Hess
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