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Jan 2023
I see the beauty flowers show;
imagine in the wild—
My oversight before July
had been a blindness mild.
The beetle brought her grandness by
erupting sight untold—
Jia Ming
Written by
Jia Ming  22/M/Malaysia
(22/M/Malaysia)   
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   Grace E and SUDHANSHU KUMAR
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