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Anurag Mishra, India
I look over my shoulders and make sure I’m alone,
I peel away the night sky slowly and smile at the easy success
And continue in and inhale the dark,
It used to be so difficult before, the sky just wouldn’t give
But now the sky knows me as her own
Endless times she’s seen me bleed.






