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Rewording the draft of
committing suicide like blackbirds
falling from trees on street light.

Severe pain unwraps the
tragedy of closing the door on the moon,
as a bombshell strikes the bed.

The cat dies on the terrace.
Bright stars dim. Sunflowers will
marry with burning pyre.
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