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Jul 2021
My culpability carries
your name. Will you ever drive away
the smell of an ancient wolf?

My thirst never dies
drinking your ocean. How many ship-
wrecks I would find at the bottom?

The sparrows want to
come back to sit on the window sill
to watch the ****** of a deity.
Written by
Satsih Verma
60
     Brett and Juneau
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