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Jun 2023
Reaching zero, why
did you go wrong? How will you
ask the dragon not to draw a line for war.

In the fog, I cannot
see the faces of goodness of sculpturing
new arts to communicate.

Nothing is like death.
It can go like in the hands of man.
Did you want to live twice?
Written by
Satsih Verma
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   Lily Barrett
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