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Jul 2021
I bleed out
In unheard breaths

Empty sobs
And silent scars

Without a hand
Warm to touch
Not arms
Strong enough to hold
My life, my mind, my faith...
From a habit of being silent
Shruti Atri
Written by
Shruti Atri  Mumbai, India
(Mumbai, India)   
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