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May 2021
letting go
I can feel it
running down my throat
reddish slivers,
last scratches of hope
through my veins the
longing flows
to be buried underneath
our mother's coat
ilias
Written by
ilias  19/F
(19/F)   
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     Dolores, Sushant, Eshwara Prasad, --- and coqueta
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