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A pinpoint pen, A scrambling hand, And a sweltering mind, All I can say, But I cannot write..
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Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 3:01 PM UTC
Inertness
A pinpoint pen, A scrambling hand, And a sweltering mind, All I can say, But I cannot write..
Sometimes writing down your thoughts isn’t easy when you are succumbed by pain...
arup-chakraborty
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Apr 24, 2020
Apr 24, 2020 at 3:01 PM UTC
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