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Dec 2021
Don't look at the sun
It will burn your eyes
And melt your wings.
But im used to this things.
Melt me candle wings.
And let me fall on my knees.
I will keep flying towards the sun.
Until he burns me completely.
kelly rai
Written by
kelly rai  Nepal
(Nepal)   
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