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Nov 2022
fog
the sun burns
angel feathers
dog barks
choking on purity
an alarm in the distance and
thousands wake up
but can't remember their names
the tulip closed
around the beetle
and says child,
i will protect you
when black ink pours
out the ears
make it stop!
oh god, please
make it stop
misha
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misha  23/F/under the sea
(23/F/under the sea)   
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   MS Anjaan
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