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Mar 2018
It was Friday, the 13th.
I was expecting the darkness looming
around me for years to capture me,
but what happened was not what imagined.
Swinging his arms, wearing a rainbow
hoodie, looking like a ******,
he walked past me, intriguing me.
Plenty of people were on that road, but he captures my eye.
Friday, the 13th was meant to be for darkness,
but after two years, waiting for him on the same road,
I found a rainbow for my unicorn
and it got pretty ecstatic for me.


©anothergirlwithfantasies
Muskan Kapoor
Written by
Muskan Kapoor  19/F/India
(19/F/India)   
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   Zeljka Clark
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