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Aditi Pandit Nov 2014
Night of wonder, night of smoke,
Throttle me gently, I want to choke
on stars and fire and insecurity
and if i burn, tonight, pray!
Will you burn with me?
Night of wonder, night of smoke,
Come to me, my walls are broken.
I pushed them down with a pinch of salt
My world just came to a screeching halt.
I stopped and looked around, i said,
“Am I sleeping, or am I dead?”
Cry! Oh eyes, pray! Prove to me!
that you still feel this intensity.
Move, you fingers!
don’t let the snow
numb you down
I will not let you go.

— The End —