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Nov 2017
A name; a smile; a nod,
Somebody
Nobody
A body..Anybody
Vapid eyes from constructed holes
In distant skies
Look down
A Sun - not mine, blazing down
On empty spaces of possibilities.
Nothing yet. Niet. Niet Niet.
Written by
deepti girotra
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