New York, New York
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1 min readApr 8, 2020
Super moon turns pink
As New York City turns red
Alone we mourn death.
©️ Siva Raj, 2020
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Poetry is a feeling I use words to catch before it vanishes.
Super moon turns pink
As New York City turns red
Alone we mourn death.
©️ Siva Raj, 2020
Poetry is a feeling I use words to catch before it vanishes.