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Dec 2016
So drenched in work I got,
forgot to check my personal email

As I open it again after a year
here is what I see

An email from a friend
asking how I was

A wedding invite of another
Insisting me to "please make it"

My childhood pictures, an aunt shared
something I longed to see

Notifications of all my Facebook friend requests
All these I missed accepting

It seems like eternity that I opened my inbox

Only to realize, this is the real me
These are the real people in my life

Somewhere in the middle of my life
My official email became my identity

Its time to reply back to each one now
Cos' my I Pod is playing "Its not too late, its never too late"
Written by
Kareshma
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