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Silly Soul

Nov 22, 2022
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Updated: Dec 5, 2022

By Mariya Afreen







There’s a soul in me, which craves for an irrational love

There’s inner me which bleeds but is gloved,

Waves of illusion run through the grey,

That, heads and tails are part of the play..

Alas! You are mistaken they say,

Coin always stands straight, sees the outer me in dismay


By Mariya Afreen





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