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May 2021
Shhh!
We are doing nothing but dancing,
Like mad Men out in the open,

We are dancing with our bitter selves;
You have a black eye,
I have short sleeves

And nothing compares our mad dance
But a quiet room and one more chance.
Sukanya Basu
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Sukanya Basu  23/F/Nowhere
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