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Oct 2023
Old friend, I have forgotten the ocean
Sailing restless on my fidgeting boat
Keen blue makes my meek blue weep
Sky is an atrocity, descending all night

The unsightly faces of men
Become my only comfort
As I lull myself to sleep
Counting down the stars
Crawling nearer, nearer
12/10/2023

Wrote this to not weep
Ayesha
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Ayesha  20/F/Silver Sea
(20/F/Silver Sea)   
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