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Jul 20
seven thousand words
I speak each day
while my head
tells me — say less

so I stay unstressed

nine thousand words
wait in my breath
and I
will still be fresh.
each day same day
words swallowed back
unexpressed.
Ankush
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Ankush  17/M
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