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Sep 2021
Slowly losing red ink,
So afraid the writer won't blink.
writing poems, that's what they think.
a death note is waiting and it has red ink.

If the writer continues,
people will hear a bad news.
They won't know unless they try his shoes,
writing with red ink while feeling the blues.
Carpo
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Carpo  19/M/Philippines
(19/M/Philippines)   
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   SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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