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Aug 2016
An enchanting shadow
Or an arguable truth?

Your apparent presence-
In reality it haunts;

Faded, appearing,
Like a glitch in transmission
Something warm or cold;

Who are you, really?
Why am I on hold?
Written by
Tahiya Nuzhat
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