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Apr 2021
It'll be salvation now
to breathe you in somehow,
oh in this dire massacre
graves appear,
as far as the eye goes.
Pawn off my soul,
this is my corpse's affair.
It'll be salvation now
to breath in your air.
Diljeev
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Diljeev  19/M
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   Imran Islam
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