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Oct 24
As the ephemeral night passes on,
flourishing beneath the moon's luminescence,
the will to survive in this constant place
referred to as 'home',
goes along with it.
And once again, it's morning.
Ayesha Zaki
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Ayesha Zaki  14/F/far away <3
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