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KRITIKA KAMAL

Abstract Drama

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KRITIKA KAMAL

Abstract Drama

Truths

Truths

1 min
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My Fingers trembled

to state the truths of my soul

Alone and denied

I laid my head

on the edge of my bed

Searching for something

something in the darkness

something that I lost in light


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