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our shadows mature faster than us, curve towards the light edges sharp fringes of empty pomegranate shells and even when the night consumes them they wait beside us.
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Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 6:49 AM UTC
shadows
our shadows mature faster than us, curve towards the light edges sharp fringes of empty pomegranate shells and even when the night consumes them they wait beside us.
KRBanerjee
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Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 6:49 AM UTC
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