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Saga of Stars
Simran Kaur
drift far, stay close
barred to the tether and bound together
piercing rings shackle, calm ores flow
helical thoughts spiral our pace, below the surface is our headspace
uncover volatile layers, conceal humble cores
portrayer of a thousand flames, yours to trail and claim
dusty lies collecting, pure promises blazed
protecting each other’s memoirs, dazed by our aching scars
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