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Jul 30
I am not your
truth. Time filters.
Wait until I change.

Trapped, we fell
together, centuries back
at the edge of the moon.

When I ask who
you are. You become my
shadow under the sun.
Written by
Satsih Verma
94
     Nylee and Jamadhi Verse
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