Forty- Two

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Date: 21st February, 2020


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Those dark cloud of thoughts

hovered her warmth heart

and it rained , drowning her mind

in the vast ocean of words

and cascaded down the dark liquid 

on the blank canvas through the tip

of that glistening weapon 

just for it to be turned into a muse.

And that was a voice, not mixed

 with the noise but it stood 

alone in the crowd

ALONE yet  WHOLE.

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