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Feb 2018
She
She leaves to catch the first train to work
With hurried pack of makeup on the cheek
The day is spent through sieve of eyes
Eyeballs oscillating with movements
With lots of tensions
Stale coffee invites on the kitchen top
Loose button of top suddenly falls
Dried toast in the lunch box teases
Takes minutes to sew the button
And leave0ł
Written by
Uma natarajan
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