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When words are none other than knives
Precisely, a double-edge sword
When words are no telling of lives
Those I tried to convey but left mute
To the world
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This is a compilation of poems I wrote over years.
I am autistic with aspergers tendencies, also mild dislexia and Schizoid.
I have an inability to convey my emotions or expressions like other people did.
So, I try to write this, even now, as a media of learning.
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