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They killed a poem.

They killed a poem with tea-stained pages.
They killed a poem still bleeding when touched.
They killed a poem unfinished.

They killed one that’s yet to be thought.

They killed a poem inside of a poem.

A poem knee-deep in its mother soil.

A poem still learning to live.

A poem trembling at the edge of the mouth.
A poem asleep inside the ink.

A poem silenced before its first breath.

They killed a poem inside of a .
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Tathev Simonyan

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Genocide They killed a poem. They killed a poem with tea-stained pages. They killed a poem still bleeding when touched. They killed a poem unfinished. They killed one that’s yet to be thought. They killed a poem inside of a poem. A poem knee-deep in its mother soil. A poem still learning to live. A poem trembling at the edge of the mouth. A poem asleep inside the ink. A poem silenced before its first breath. They killed a poem inside of a poem. And you, readers, And you, self-proclaimed worshippers of words... “Silence has a right to be,” and so it does. Until silence is all that is left, with heaps of dead poems and your living dead.
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