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May 2021
My cousin was a raindrop
falling from the sky
She didn't know her
destiny was to
be born
to drop
to die

Her mother was a bullet of hail
born into a storm
She didn't know her
destiny was to
be cold
to punish
to harm
SCHEDAR
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SCHEDAR  F
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