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Oct 2023
Fear the world,
Sitting in a room
of a thousand screams
Yet nothing turned
At best, you could get love
******* in trenches
Yet we make no sound
To turn that howling wolf
Buried next to us
Abeer
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Abeer  17/M/Mumbai
(17/M/Mumbai)   
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