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Areeba B MahmoodUnyielding EchoesIn the depths of oppression, amidst silence and chains, The mirror reflects a soul unrecognized, bearing unseen pains.Jun 6
Sam Cottlequiet song. (a poem by Sam Cottle)a rushing inferno dismal and deep like the promises we keep and the learning low left me crying at dawn, nothing, no, too soon and lying…Jan 28
Thomas PlummerinBlue InsightsWill It Ever Be All Right?The pain fades, the anger dies, but not today, not tomorrowDec 16, 20235
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