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Sep 3
Orchids droop from my once-carnal veins,
Blanched of life and grief-stricken
Dull of bright vigour and zestful youth.

The Orchid's petals fall in a mundane feeling,
Of persistent abuse and hidden wounds.
Asmita Ray
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Asmita Ray  15/F/India
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