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Aug 2023
The love we dread, lies in the dirt
I,
A man
lurch the open ground like an animal
For you
And we kiss like real people do
into an abyss, I scream to get out what's in my head and all I find is a machine doing it better
Abeer
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Abeer  17/M/Mumbai
(17/M/Mumbai)   
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