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Aug 2023
I'm tied,
Tied with the heaviest and strongest ropes,
Ropes of imaginary picture-perfect me,
Imagination is which doesn't exist,
And what I am is how I don't want to exist.
Bvaishnavi
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Bvaishnavi  20/F/India
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